Thinking of your private future   You snatched at the trees   In the starry dark green sleep   Thinking of your private future   You think at the river and set it flowing   A late fog's lifting a fast wind's rising   So you turn to reflect on your brief life   Session slip      Thinking of your private future   Cut by the scars of timeless coming back   Realize the unreachable is nothing   Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped   Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped      God's good to the humble   As the devil is to fools   Stop looking back in anger   Cause you can't change the rules   Believe in where you're going   But don't lose your yesterdays   To terrify to cry its true   Your life is just a game      So I need a million dollars   To sit on mountain tops   To see the stars surround you   Is to see an awful lot   I see the work of sinners   I see the work of saints   So I see the work of everyone   That's ever ever been      Sleep without reason   Your laughing masks your love   You've got so many scars   How does it feel deep in your heart?      Cause when the covers blown over   It'll crack up your skin   So now you're drowning your sorrows   In whiskey and sin      Live the life you love   In the god you trust   And don't take it all to seriously      AHHHH   AHHHH   AHHHH   AHHHH