I may complain
Or kick the dirt
Feel ashamed, get broken up or hurt
But what a privilege it is, to trust the universe

(Attack of the Killer Longstreet's!)

On a rock
Asleep in the sun
I dreamt that there were canyons
I woke up and there were none

If you outline with chalk
The things you've done
You can share with a companion
Or just celebrate as one

You can paint the pictures in your mind
Or make permanent carvings to see when you're looking behind

Today is just a quick blur,
But keep it kind
What you put out adds up together
That energy is close behind

I may complain
Or kick the dirt
Feel ashamed, get broken up or hurt
But what privilege it is, to trust the universe

(Attack of the Killer Longstreet's!)

There can be liars, they lie so much!
Saying something happened
When it wasn't even such

Fuel to my fire
I'm on a rush
But your insincere compliments aren't enough to make me blush

And there's instigators
Why even say that?
Were you hoping I'd look crazy making plots of heavy payback?

And you said I was your "Hater"
But I'm on the rush
And when you put it in perspective, it just doesn't matter much

I may complain
Or kick the dirt
Feel ashamed, get broken up or hurt
But what privileged it is, to trust the universe

(Attack of the Killer Longstreet's!)