Too Much To Say Lyrics

I sit here singing my old thoughts

Into a silence we've all lost to busy lives

And all the noises in between

I see pictures framed by faces

Holding memories of the days they felt alive

All starving to be seen

Sometimes I feel as though distraction is kindness

Are we better off as blissful ironies

And from the bootstraps they say

"Pick yourselves up"

And walk the roads they keep all messed up

So they can sell the barefoot better shoes

And for the promise of the day we'll make it

We all slave away and take it

Gambling with time we always lose

Sometimes I feel as though distraction is kindness

As I'm gazed upon by eyes that yearn for peace

They say: That boy's got a voice

But he's got far too much to say

So just go on, sing something pretty

And we'll all be on our way

While the guns do all their shooting

And we'd love to look away

I can't dance with my feet

Shackled to the rails

In a church today

I found the only way that I would stay

Was fall asleep

So I started counting sheep

Oh and outside the non-believers

As we claim

Hate to admit we're just the same

And that we're all just in too deep

Sometimes I feel as though distraction is kindness

So we worship our versions of the truth

And when our time is up we'll act like we're surprised

As though our histories aren't forged by our news

And so we choose

To say that boy's got a voice

But he's got far too much to say

So just go on, sing something pretty

And we'll all be on our way

While the guns do all their shooting

And we'd love to look away

We can't dance with our feet

Shackled to the rails

I sit here singing thoughts I've made

Into a silence we've all gained

From things we've seen

And all the stories in between