When I heard the news My heart fell on the floor I was on a plane on my way to Baltimore In these troubled times its hard enough as it is My soul has known a better life than this I wondered how so many could be in so much pain While others don't seem to feel a thing Then I curse my wiseness and I get so damned depressed In a world of suffering why should I be so blessed I heard about a woman who lives in Colorado She built a monument of sorts behind her garage door Where everyday she prays for all whom are born and all whose souls have passed on Sometimes my trouble gets so thick I can't see how I'm going to get through it But then I would rather be stuck up in a tree Than be tied to it I know There is so much more I don't feel comfortable with the way my clothes fit I can't get used to my body's limits I got some fancy shoes to try and kick away these blues They cost a lot of money but they aren't worth a thing I want to free my feet from the broken glass and concrete I need to get out of this city Lay upon the ground and stare a hole in the sky Wondering where I go when I die When I die