One step more until you reach the ground
Baby, your head is stuck in the clouds
But you would never ever dream of getting it out
You're a songwriter with no skill
Cut you open and out will spill
Your heart and soul
Messages on your answering machine
Concientious but your brain ain't clean
Got to find a deeper you
Dive into your watery eyes
Reach for those hopeful skies
Sing the call of the tribulations
Rummage through your brain for memories
The past was fun, the present is hard, the future promising
Your special reward for all that you've taken a beating for
Sip your wine and don't go crazy
Day by day you get more lazy
Deeper digging in the dry well
Easy gliding until you fell
Out of heaven into Hell
But reached in, He did and God pulled you back out
And reached in, he did and he'll try to keep you out
Oh the call of the tribulations
Your pencil and hand move too fast
Skid marks on the shoulders of giants
Instead of standing there, you ran past
Watch the stars as they shine for you
The deeper sense developed by you
Only you know your secrets
So keep your money in your wallet
The call of the tribulations
Tribulations
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