Lyrics
Back before I ever thought about getting high
Used to feel some pressure from the ceiling at night
Heavy chest
Paralysis
Some are mourning demon days
The questioning starts
People get together just to break it apart
Lost at school
The teacher, the teachers asking
Are you gonna figure it out
Are you gonna figure it out
Are you gonna figure it out
Been forgetting what its all about
And
Are you gonna figure it out?
Are you gonna get better?
Teacher says I gotta sit still
But inside I'm a dancer
Inside I'm a dancer
Hey forgetting is part of the reason
A season make u feel alive
They told me yah don't need to hurry
We're running till the end of time
It's all in the soup o' the matter
Your matter is a state of mind
You know that we're looking for freedom
And you're free to be the butterfly
Fly
Back before I ever knew how money was made
Used to drive for hours just to pick up some shade
Save the rest & send it west
Gobbled up the greedy & the gravy in town
Stepping in the muck to be the credited clown
Kids respect a real reject
And everybody's looking but they cant seem to find
And I'm repeating stories that the questioning types
Well they could laugh at best
World a jest
And all
Are we all?
Are you gonna figure it out?
Are you gonna get better?
Jared yah you gotta sit still but inside I'm a dancer
Inside I'm a dancer, I said
Hey forgetting is part of the reason
A season make u feel alive
They told me yah don't need to hurry
We're running till the end of time
It's all in the soup o' the matter
Your matter is a state of mind
You know that we're looking for freedom
Free to be the butterfly
Yeah forgetting is part of the reason
A season make you feel alive
They told me you don't need to hurry
We're running till the end of time
You know we're running till the end of time
Running till the end of time
And yah free to be the butterfly
(whistle)