Don't look at the stars, just look to who made them
Don't look at your scars, you'll think of who made them
Don't look at the stars, just look to who made them
Don't look at your scars, you'll think of who made them
Oh, oh
Living w/ a Wounded soul
Same ol' story
Same ol' song
I learned the words to sing along
Yea e yuh yuh yea e yuh
Oh, oh
Living w/ a Wounded soul
Yeah yeah aye ooouuoh oh
Depression be resting on souls of the blessed
To my pioneers we got 10x the stressing