Warm Warm in the winter Warm in the summer As seasons rotate Full harvest in autumn Foals in the springtime Crops on a plate As rushing man diverts my focus Pulling me away from the bliss Magnifying freckles and blemishes But how can I complain When the tank is full From a deluge of rain? And how can I remain Washed up on the shore In the persistent spray? And how can I pretend That I'm not ok Or that I'm feeling it all Just the same? And how can I pretend That I'm less fortunate than I appear As if I'm wracked with drought and fear Or thirsty when You shower me again Feeling I have no guilt for feeling proud As I remove the cork So silently I'll sing To awaken this love in the midst of the dark It's a chest in a field It is gold in the park And I'm joyful And selling everything But I have no pill for uncertainty It grips me more often than not But in the midst of this intenserenity How can I complain When the tank is full From a deluge of rain? How can I remain Washed up on the shore In the persistent spray? And how can I pretend That I'm not ok Or that I'm feeling it all Just the same? And how can I pretend That I'm less fortunate than I appear As if I'm wracked with drought and fear Or thirsty when You shower me again