The sky is blue with blood we never needed to shed

It's run enough, it's run enough, it's run enough

It's not so tough to live amongst

The ones we love if we could just

Put past to dust

Like pass the dutch

The tray is full

I feel the years

They're passing us

I see your fears

The valid ones

That's every one

Each and every one

Wearing white as they approach

Ion think they angels though

Need honesty in all my words

Put me at odds with most of y'all

Don't play the fence, they burn the yard

That southern heat is something else

No barbecue, we getting cooked

Yeah, that's the favorite cooking show

The pedestal of moral ground

Requires sacrifice, you know

The settlers watching from the hill

They rule the land that will erode

Decree the word that Willie wrote

And keep the keys until we bow

I know there's more to focus on

I know I'm preaching to the choir

I know I'm preaching to the choir

I know

I know I'm preaching to the choir

I know, I know

I know I'm preaching to the choir

Preaching to the choir

You know you can't divorce the cause at all

This ain't the scene I want my heart to draw

There's no appeal to make, no crew to call

To fix this covenant, we broke it off

To see what's governing the way we talk

The language paints the background and the fore

To cash the chips, you must forget the score

The price of life, I know I can't afford

The price of life, I know I can't afford

The price of life, I know I can't afford

The tourniquet is always falling off

The open wound, I know will never scar

The open wound, I know will never scar

The price of life, I know I can't afford

The tourniquet is always falling off