Moss On A Rolling Stone

I believe nowhere is a better place to be than not knowing where you're going now
I said education is a better state of mind, but I'd trade all my books to find a home
If I made bets on a better time, I'd lose my money... every single dime
'Cause I believe moss on a rolling stone is better than the rust that's growing on my home
'Cause it eats at me sometimes
The more I struggle, more I fight it
More it clings to me at night
More I wonder, more I dream
More I pray it starts to die
And it does
Though it kicks me in the side
Yes it does
Though it takes a little time
I believe Heaven is a pretty place to stay, but not knowing scares me half to death
And I believe God is a bigger man than me, but sometimes... I think I can take him...
We kicked the devil on a Friday night, just about lost when he came in close and tight
Took him with a punch to his gritty chin, asked him please not to come back here again
'Cause he eats at me sometimes
The more I struggle, more I fight him
More he clings to me at night
More I wonder, more I dream
More I pray he starts to die
And he does
Though he kicks me in the side
Yes he does
Though he takes a little time
I believe hope is a thing that I will find sometime if someone just will show me
I believe home is a place that i will get someday if someone just will hold me
I believe love is given, going, gone... comes back to kiss me on my forehead
I believe moss on a rolling stone is better than the rust that's growing on my home
'Cause it eats at me sometimes
The more I struggle, more I fight it
More it clings to me at night
More I wonder, more I dream
More I pray it starts to die
And it does
Though it kicks me in the side
Yes it does
Though it takes a little time
Ooh...
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na