My mama is always trying
And my sister is always hiding
And my brother is always writing and riding
The music is always playing
No matter what I’m saying
And my mama is always praying that we’re breathing
That we’re breathing
That we’re breathing

The seasons are always changing
And my love’s always rearranging
And my heart has just been hanging and waiting
And our lives aren’t burning
And our world isn’t turning
And I don’t know about love but I’m learning
But I’m learning
But I’m learning

They say words cannot hurt us
But I sat through the service
And I don’t know why this preacher makes me nervous
They say time heals the wounded
They say time heals the sorry
But I ask you can time heal the guilty
If your guilty
Like I’m guilty

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