I called up the moon for a little consultation Yes, you know that I'm a happy man But something in me is burning I gotta push it, push it out, push it, push it out So much frustration
The moon called me back And said "I'll give you some advice You gotta live a little lighter You gotta breathe a little deeper You gotta suck it, suck it in, suck it, suck it in There's your medication
If you pray to God for rain Don't you complain about the lightning If your asking for directions Don't you moan about the distance Must you lose it, lose it all, lose it, lose it all? To find your appreciation
If you rid of all your baggage you will likely float away But you can't know beauty if you don't know pain Gotta feel it, feel it all, feel it, feel it all There's your medication
You know you are as small as the things you let annoy you And you know you are gigantic as the things that you adore Some days you give thanks Some days you give the finger It's a complicated creationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
