Why must I feel like this today?
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I'm a soldier, but afraid sometimes
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To face the things that may
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Block the sun from shining rays
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And fill my life with shades of grey
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Still I long to find a way
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So today I pray for grace
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I take a moment to myself
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So I can hear myself
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To feel myself
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And be real myself
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Life's addictions and afflictions
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'Cause abrasions from their friction
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Sometimes it's easier to live in fiction
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I can run, but I can't hide
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From the pains that reside down deep inside
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There is no pill that can be swallowed
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There is no guru that can be followed
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There's no escapin' from my own history
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Those that I hurt and those that hurt me
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I was dead for a million years 'fore I was born and
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I'll be dead for a million more after I'm gone
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So I live to give somethin' that can live on
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Like the way you hum a song when the music's gone
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Like the warmth of the sand when the sun goes down
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And I'm sittin' with myself, nobody else is around, but
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Why must I feel like this today?
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I'm a soldier, but afraid sometimes
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To face the things that may
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Block the sun from shining rays
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And fill my life with shades of grey
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And still I long to find a way
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So today, I pray for grace
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Radio, come on now
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To all my people in the front, I say hey (hey)
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To all my people in the back, I say yo (yo)
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To all my people on the side, I say ah (ah)
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Everybody in the place tonight
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Say yay (yay)
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Say yo (yo)
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Say yay-ay-ay (yay-ay-ay)
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Say yo-o-o (yo-o-o)
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It's been a long, long time
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Since I been away
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Been a long, long time
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Since I felt this way
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Been a long, long time
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I found the words to say
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How much I'm grateful
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For my life today
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'Cause under every cup you might find a nut
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Behind every corner you might get jacked up
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At the end of every rainbow you might find gold
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The last bite of your sandwich, hope you don't find mold
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'Cause none of us can live the perfect life
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The kind that we see on 'Nick at Nite'
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And sometimes we all just lose sight
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Of the pain that will guide us
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From dark into the light
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We fall down yes, but we get up
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And sometimes we just need a little bit of love
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To help to make it through another day
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Into the night, into the light, into a Saturday
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So in the morning when I'm waiting for the sun to raise
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And my head's a little foggy like I'm in a haze
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I remind myself that everything is gonna be okay
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I take a breath, slow down and say...
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Why must I feel like this today?
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I'm a soldier, but afraid sometimes
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To face the things that may
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Block the sun from shinin' rays
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And fill my life with shades of grey
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And still I long to find a way
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So today I pray for grace
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And I say
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Why must I feel like this today?
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I'm a soldier, but afraid sometimes
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To face the things that may
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Block the sun from shinin' rays
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And fill my life with shades of grey
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And still I long to find a way
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So today I pray for grace
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Radio, come on now
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To all my people in the front, I say hey (hey)
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To all my people in the back, I say yo (yo)
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To all my people on the side, I say ah (ah)
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Everybody in the place come on and
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Say yay (yay)
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Say yo (yo)
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Say yay-ay-ay (yay-ay-ay)
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Say yo-o-o (yo-o-o)
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Why must I feel like this today?
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I'm a soldier, but afraid sometimes
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To face the things that may
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Block the sun from shinin' rays
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And fill my life with shades of grey
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And still I long to find a way
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So today, I pray for grace
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So today, I pray for grace
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So today, I pray for grace
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So today, I pray for grace
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Pray For Grace
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Michael Franti & Spearhead |