Whatever I’m designed to feel, I’m feeling
whatever is coming will inevitably hurt
The trees aren’t swaying at all today
So many things left to learn
Whatever I’m supposed to see, I’m seeing
whatever is gonna happen is in the works
The breeze isn’t blowing at all today
Yet everything around me burns
Maybe I should find something to be thankful for
drying these tears of mine
Perhaps I should find something to be grateful for
while there is still a little time