Moving to the Country Lyrics

I could move out to the country

But I can't run from myself

Hemingway moved out to the country

A couple years before he shot himself

My grandpa used to brag

That he predicted Hemingway's suicide

He called the man a coward 'cause he couldn't stand the hours

With the devil lurking by his side

Well I've got the devil right here

What does he have to say about it?

He says my hands are clean, I only whispered in his ear

Watered the seeds of fear

Now we're here, now we're at the final test

If we can conquer our minds then we can open the treasure chest

The final frontier, that's anybody's guess

The aliens are watching and they're holding their breath

You can't run, there's nowhere left to go

We're all connected now, hive mind information overload

The human brain delights in conjuring ghosts

You're the sorcerer supreme, you gotta wear 'em like a cloak

It's better to be free, sometimes it's better to be broke

Than to have it all provided on a plate and nearly choke

With patience and sun you can grow into an oak

That's that universal love, that's that faith, that's that hope

That's that universal love, that's that faith, that's that hope