Sometimes I feel too holy for this planet (too holy)
Too much shine for the dark — they can't stand it
I go digging where the light don't land
Diamonds do their sleeping in the coal — understand?
Mud on my hands, but the vision stay clean
Gravel turning gold inside my daydream
Call me the miner with the halo in the haze
Little suns be hiding in the darkest caves
Tired of the prophets on my doorstep (so tired)
Every one of them knowing how to live my life (my life)
Everybody walks their own way — locked steps
Keep yours, brother — I'm doing just fine (just fine)
So tired (so tired)
But I'm doing just fine
Thank the Lord for the web that we weaved
Not the Facebook feed — I mean a field of dreams
Invisible threads like kite strings in the sky
Pull one — feel it in my chest on the other side
Souls like satellites trading light
From the muddy pit to the purple tide
Gratitude forever and my cup stays full
One love to the world, and the world says "cool"
Tired of the prophets on my doorstep (so tired)
Every one of them knowing how to live my life (my life)
Everybody walks their own way — locked steps
Keep yours, brother — I'm doing just fine (just fine)
So tired (so tired)
But I'm doing just fine
Sky pours the gold out slow (slow)
Ocean putting on its evening show (show)
Horizon rolling like a highway (highway)
Me and the tide take the long way (long way)
Beach every day (every day)
It ain't a dream — it's my highway (my highway)
Love this life 'til the heart stops pumping
Even then — the tide keeps rolling (rolling)
Rolling