There Is So Much More

I wanna free my feet from the broken glass and concrete
Lay upon the ground and stare a hole in the sky
In these troubled times it's hard enough as it is

Than be tied to it
They cost a lot of money but they aren't worth a thing
I heard about a woman who lives in Colorado

I got some fancy shoes to try and kick away these blues

I can't get used to my body's limits

While others don't seem to feel a thing
I know
I don't feel comfortable with the way my clothes fit
She built a monument of sorts behind her garage door
In a world of suffering, why should I be so blessed?
And all whose souls have passed on
There is so much more
Then I curse my wiseness and I get so damned depressed
I can't see how I'm gonna get through it
Sometimes my trouble gets so thick
Where everyday she prays for all whom are born
I wondered how so many could be in so much pain
But then I would rather be stuck up in a tree
My soul has known a better life than this
I need to get out of this city