Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond Of Each Other - Live at The Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA - April 30, 2023

de Jack Johnson

When your mind is a mess, so is mine
I can't sleep 'cause it hurts when I think
My thoughts aren't at peace
With the plans that we make
Chances we take
They're not yours and not mine
There's waves that can break
All the words that we said
And the words that we mean
Words can fall short, can't see the unseen
'Cause the world is awake
For somebody's sake now, please close your eyes
Woman, please get some sleep

And know that if I knew all of the answers, I would
Not hold them from you'd know all of the things that I know
We told each other there is no other way

Well, too much silence can be misleading
You're drifting, I can hear it in the way that you're breathing
We don't really need to find reason
'Cause out the same door that it came, well, it's leaving, it's leaving
Leaving like a day that's done and part of a season
Resolve is just a concept that's as dead as the leaves
But at least we can sleep, it's all that we need
When we wake up, we will find
Our minds will be free to go to sleep

And know that if I knew all the answers, I would
Not hold them from you'd know all of the things that I know
'Cause we told each other there is no other way

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