Song Length |
4:13 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Tempo Undefined |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Welcoming |
Subject |
Life, General |
Similar Artists |
Willie Nelson |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Well it's a blessing I came to believe before it came to be too late,
?cause cookin' with the recipe of this world was puttin' to much on my plate.
I think I had more gratitude when just gettin' by was tough,
?cause now I'm wonderin' how I ever thought that bein' good was gonna be enough.
CHORUS:
All of the bets I tried to hedge
could never dull that rebel edge.
Now as I shovel the sand of my kingdom, I'm learnin' this:
In the face of the best made plans it is what it is.
Aquiesence is a subtle art, I read every book on the shelf.
And when I couldn't stand the sound of me, I was thrilling everybody else.
I took aim, drew back, sunk the head dead center in the status quo,
but when you run it wide open down a cul-de-sac, baby all your neighbors gonna know.
CHORUS
The archway through which I passed has taught me this:
I'm free to read my list of demands but it is what it is.
BRIDGE:
The cobblestones of my intentions are wearing through my boots.
What I saw burning was a tiny bush, it just sunk some mighty deep roots.
CHORUS
And as my safe walls crumbled, I was learning this:
I must accept what I can't change ?cause it is what it is.
BRIDGE
CHORUS
I sink my toes in the sand of my kingdom, ?cause I been learning this:
There's joy to be had in this world ?cause it is what it is.
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