Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Lyrics
Sometimes it rains
Sometimes it pours
But mostly it dries up like the flood on the floor
And it floats like fireflies out in the yard
Signing everything's a means to an end
Angels and demons
They're on all our shoulders
Some people give in to them as they grow older
But as they lose sight, they forget what is right
And that everything's a means to an end
So if the dam starts to break
Or the stars start to fall
And you can count all the reasons why you can't count them all
I hope the clouds in you coffee will wake you to see
That everything's a means to an end
I hope the weight on your shoulders
Won't hold you much longer
Because everything's a means to an end