v1: We all feel the crushing weight of time hard upon our hearts We do our best to walk the line, but we move in fits & starts ----- No telling what we might miss when we finally come around Let me tell you what the problem is We eventually get knocked down ch: It's a badge of honor to be busy, to be tired We all wear our weariness like a crown And it's no wonder we fail to be inspired It's OK, it's OK to slow down v2: They say stop and smell the roses Stop and listen to the song The only thing we know is our time won't last long ch: It's a badge of honor to be busy, to be tired We all wear our weariness like a crown And it's no wonder we fail to be inspired It's OK, it's OK to slow down br: Jesus slept in the middle of the waves You can take a nap in the middle of the day ch: It's a badge of honor to be busy, to be tired We all wear our weariness like a crown And it's no wonder we fail to be inspired It's OK, it's OK to slow down

v1: Was it the worst year? Probably so, but who's counting It all seems crystal clear and I think we should talk about it... a little more ch: Did we learn? Did we grow? I doubt it, but who knows We could all come out fine, I suppose ----- Did we love? Did we care? Were we even aware? Of the pain that seemed to be everywhere v2: Will we get better? Probably not, but I'm hopeful Sooner than later Hear me out, here's my proposal... such as it is ch: I tried to be strong I wrote a couple of decent songs But I'm not sure that will help us get along ----- We've got to learn to lose our pride Learn to see the other side But it's no fun to go along for that ride -- some sort of solo -- v3: so... happy new year What will we do when the change comes? The things we hold so dear The sacred & the profane ones... it's all we've got ch: Will we lay down our guns? Should we try to have some fun? Can we hang up our shoes, when at last the race is run?

14 stories high, watching the money flowin' by Dan knew he had to try to make it his He never owned a gun, but he found himself on the run He said, ain't this some fun, it is what it is Things rarely go as planned, but you can bet this is the place to go if you're not ready to make a final stand He knew they'd probably count, and that they'd find the wrong amount Just like the sermon on the mount, you take 'em for what they're worth He thought he'd feel the shame, the guilt you find within the game Like the angel in the name, he sent his prayers from earth Things rarely go as planned, but you can bet this is the place to go if you're not ready to make a final stand Ex-Pat Dan in the San Miguel Square rubs his eyes and prays to disappear He says, I wonder how did I get here I say, how did we get anywhere Expat Dan with his Mexican tan and American beer He wired the funds from Arkansas to a shell in Panama Named the whole thing for his ma, and then he hopped a freight And now he counts his rosary beads on his lover's widow's weeds Sinless in thoughts, if not in deeds, underneath Bajio heat Should they find the dog tags in Guanajuato dirt As far as he's concerned, no one got hurt Last I heard, there was a hassle in the square Silviana saw it all, but she says she couldn't swear That crazy gringo tried to tell me he's a millionaire But you can't trust just any drunk these days And I don't know, but I've been told Rich men round here don't grow old Silviana's scent, it grew so cold Somewhere south of San Andres Things rarely go as planned, but you can bet this is the place to go if you're not ready to make a final stand And now his only problem is the ice cream on his shirt He thanks his lucky stars, no one got hurt Ex-Pat Dan in the San Miguel Square rubs his eyes and prays to disappear He says, I wonder how did I get here I say, how did we get anywhere Ex-Pat Dan with his Mexican tan and American beer Three stories high, watching life crawling by Dan knew he had to try to make it his He repented for his lies, sitting under cathedral spires Honoring the southern skies, glad to not be missed Ex-Pat Dan in the San Miguel Square rubs his eyes and slowly reappears I say, how did we get anywhere He says, thank God I wound up here Ex-Pat Dan with his Mexican tan and American beer He slowly comes to understand, year by year

v1: I pledge allegiance to what's true and what's right Not to the biggest dog in the fight Not to the men who started the war Unless they can tell us what we're fighting for So I pledge allegiance to what's true and what's right And that's how I sleep at night v2: I pledge allegiance to kindness & grace Not to the ones who try to keep us afraid Not to the women who would sell out their souls All for the gain of power & gold So I pledge allegiance to kindness & grace That's enough to get me through most of my days br: So don't get me wrong, I'm not tryin' to make waves But I don't see many leaders worthy of praise I sure like it here, but I feel lucky, not proud If you don't like the music, you can just change the sound v3: They say that in Christ, there's no Gentile, no Jew I reckon that means there's no me, there's no you We should all join together and focus on us Call it a giant rehearsal for love If we love our borders, that's some pretty rough news But what else are we to do? v4: I pledge allegiance to no flag nor land That's just something I don't understand I've met good & bad people all over this earth I can't just love the ones who share the same dirt So I pledge allegiance to no flag nor land And I hope you'll understand

v: On a morning like no other You might be wondering why Might be looking to discover Open sea or open sky ----- This day, just like another Will welcome you to change You might choose to take it further Might want to stay the same But no matter what your name... ch: Take it easy on yourself Make it easier on yourself Forgive the things you left behind ----- Take it easy on yourself Make it easier on yourself Find the smallest ray of light and let it shine