Honest Living (Someday Best) Lyrics

The ax I wield yields to my decree

Chopping through each ring of helpless trees

Then gather up, burn the spurned debris

To make an honest living

Future-me is looking great

Dressed up in his someday best

All his limbs covered in leaves

And no sins to be confessed

If I'm honest

Living like I am now

I'll never get there

If I'm hiding

It's because I'm too ashamed

That all my limbs are bare

Pull the roots, undress for nest or shade

Cut the knees, no breeze within the glade

Using my own bone to hone the blade

But is it honest living?

Future-me is looking great

Dressed up in his someday best

All his limbs covered in leaves

And no sins to be confessed

If I'm honest

Living like I am now

I'll never get there

If I'm hiding

It's because I'm too ashamed

That all my limbs are bare

Scheming up my someday best

Is a lying dream, a dying request

Caring about what the future's wearing

Instead of the fruit that the present's bearing

Scheming up my someday best

Is a lying dream, a dying request

Caring about what the future's wearing

Instead of the fruit that the present's bearing

Future-me is looking great

Dressed up in his someday best

All his limbs covered in leaves

And no sins to be confessed

If I'm honest

Living like I am now

I'll never get there

If I'm hiding

It's because I'm too ashamed

That all my limbs are bare