Texty: Pulley. All We Have.

Great aspirations often fall too short to fly
Life alone can take us down it's twisted path
As I wander down this road not all sure where to go
Sometimes the scenery can just bore you to death

As I sit down and watching another day go by
They don't seem the same anymore
So little time to live and so much time to kill
How's it that I found time to be bored?

Am I wasting time, my purpose being served?
Am I part of master plan?
Today is all we have, can't change yesterday
Strolling down this road again

Life has made me cynical, it's taught me about it's pain
Is the little blue man using me [Incomprehensible] for hell?
I guess I know the answer already, so does he
But when he goes he'll know if his sin was sin

Am I wasting time, my purpose being served?
Am I part of master plan?
Today is all we have, can't change yesterday
Strolling down this road again

All we have, all we have

I guess for now the only answers that I'll get
Will be the ones that I can figure out myself
Listen closely friends we're coming to this story's end
And I don't think that I am free from any doubt

Am I wasting time, my purpose being served?
Am I part of master plan?
Today is all we have, can't change yesterday
Strolling down this road again
Strolling down