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Too Soon To Tell

 

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Low gray clouds rolling over my head
I'm walking up a hill to get my fortune read
I can still take rejection
But it does get harder to do
I wish I could show you how you hurt me
In a way that wouldn't hurt you too

Tennis shoes hanging
From a telephone wire
I've got a little money
I could get a little higher
I was alright a while
But you know how it goes
Everything in moderation
Including moderation I suppose

I never did like the people
Where I was employed
They was always out to get me
Cause I'm paranoid
Now I'm working for myself
And that don't pay a lousy dime
If what we're here to do is learn to forgive
I'm gonna need more time

It's too soon to tell
It's too soon to tell
It's too soon to tell
By and by
It's too soon to tell
What's gonna happen to you when you die

It's too soon to tell
What will ever avenge
They say that living well
Is the best revenge
I say bullshit
The best revenge is revenge
This isn't over
We're going to meet again

Good lord, if you're up there
You've sure got some nerve
Seem like even the wicked
Get worse than they deserve
We’re afraid to die
Every goddamn one of us
I swear to god it's like
You’re making fun of us
Not worth keeping
Or too good to keep
You got the better kind of secret
Better wait til I'm asleep
And if you're so god almighty
Well then what's with all this mystery
Yes I want to trust you buddy
But you're clearly keeping secrets from me

It's too soon to tell
It's too soon to tell
It's too soon to tell
By and by
It's too soon to tell
What's gonna happen to us when we die

At the fortune teller's
On the second floor
In bright red letters
Hanging off of the door
It said closed
I bet it might have been some kind of sign
Don't give up on me baby
I think I could be losing my mind

I just met too many people
That I love too much
They're scattered all over
I could never stay in touch
We're traveling almost forever it seems
You too will wake up one morning
With a lot more memories than dreams

Low gray clouds rolling over my head
I'm walking down the hill without my fortune read
I still take rejection
But it does get harder to do
I wish I could show you how you hurt me
In a way that wouldn't hurt you too

 
LAST UPDATED: Saturday, March 11, 2017 8:16 AM