​pain

Let me think, see if I can find the words
To tell you something that won't just bum you out
I don't wanna just say everything's fine
Who needs to hear life is messed up all the time?

We smell mischief
It strikes us as a bit suspicious
The way you're movin' and groovin'
And it's true, circumstances made a mess of you
But you got a heart like Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

Let me tell ya it's nice to see ya
I really think you got some good ideas
Every morning my heart is feeling changes
Did you think if you hated it would go away?
No way, no way, no...

Heaven's foothills are the perfect place
So hold my hand, we're going face to face
Heaven's foothills are the perfect home
To make a friend with the pain you've always known
And I think you had the right idea
When you bowed your head, you said "it's nice to see ya"
And I think it was the perfect poem
About making friends with the pain we've always known

Heaven's foothills' a crazy place to be living in
All the pain, oh the pain
I don't think you're alone, I don't think I'm alone
It can seem so sane, sane

It's not like we're going crazy
It's more like we already are
It's not like there is no hope left
We've got love in our hearts, yeah
We've got love in our hearts