MASTER PLAN
Well I’m bone tired waiting for my sun to shine, and walking with this cripple wind.
Left all my friends back in the Hollywood hills, now I’m alone again.
Been singing about the trials of this old cruel world, from the east coast to the west.
Me and this Chevy called a lot a places home but on the move is what we like the best.
Now you can talk about my clothes, hair, color of my skin, man I don’t care bout all that stuff.
I’m only trying to find myself a little peace of mind, to comfort me out here in the rough.
Cause some days I feel like a blessed holy saint, they’re ain’t no mountain I couldn’t move.
Then I turn around and find myself starring at pavement, through the windows in both my shoes.
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Well now I don’t know if there’s some master plan.
Maybe it’s better I don’t understand.
Gonna saddle up my pony, you can catch me on the backside of Eden.
Now we fly around this universe in a billion dollar rocket, scouting signs to another paradise.
Taken nearly everything this whole world has to give, and the rest is running real short supply.
You can hear it on the radio, watch it on tv, feel the vibrations in your bones.
We been cultivating everything except our own salvation, a lot of bad seeds been sown.
We got cancer growing everywhere, every shape and form, spreading out and into everything.
There’s cancer in the food we eat, and the papers that we read, their putting cancer in the thoughts that we think.
I hear lot of wealthy people talking about changes, well poor folks they want changes too.
Some are born to have it all no matter what they do, others seem like they’ve been born to lose.
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Now I know there ain’t no freedom till we all are free, but I guess it’s just to obvious.
Holding on to everything so tight you can’t help wondering, maybe this is what keeps making life so tough.
Out there in the distance surely there must be a light, bright enough for everyone to see.
I’ve heard a lot of reasons, but none that can be proved, why there is, or there ain’t nothing to
believe.
So when I wake up in the morning and my feet hit the floor, I’ll be running down this future I behold.
But it’s getting harder everyday just to make a simple choice with all these complicated truths I’ve been told.
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