The Mission Lyrics

Crying tired

Of trying to live on old memories

Of so-called better days

Within a future

That never quite resembles

Any kind of forward gaze

If I was a betting man

Tell you what I'd do

I'd let go of the difference between me and you

Oh warm light shining on the mission

On the mission

Oh warm light shining on the mission

If I decide to shine ain't wrong

Then I won't need to be right at all

On the mission

Bruised and battered

You know the ways they're trying to get you but you're

You're just lost for any other kind of way

And that old need to matter

Slaps on the chain

But my brain is so addicted to it yeah

And if I were a better man

I'd tell you where I'd be

Sat down looking for what every Bodhisattva sees

Oh warm light shining on the mission

On the mission

Oh warm light shining on the mission

If I decide to shine ain't wrong

Then I won't need to be right at all

Oh on the mission yeah

Waves of delicious nostalgia

To shine is coming home from all of that that mess

Oh warm light shining on the mission

On the mission

Oh warm light shining on the mission

Oh warm light shining on the mission uh yeah

Oh warm light shining on the mission

If I decide to shine ain't wrong

Then I won't need to be right at all

Oh oh

On the mission