Moss On A Rolling Stone

I believe nowhere is a better place to be

Than not knowing where you're going now

I said education is a better state of mind

But I'd trade all my books to find a home

If I made bets on a better time

I'd lose my money every single dime

I believe moss on a rolling stone

Is better than the rust that's growing on my home

'Cause it eats at me sometimes

The more you struggle

More you fight it

More it clings to you at night

The more you wonder

More you dream

The more you pray it starts to die

And it does

Though it kicks you in the side

Yes it does

Though it takes a little time

I believe heaven is a pretty place to stay

But not knowing scares me half to death

I believe God is a bigger man than me

But sometimes I think that I can fight him

We kicked the devil on a Friday night

Just about lost when he came in close and tight

Took him with a punch to his gritty chin

Asked him to please not come back here again

But he eats at me sometimes

The more you struggle

More you fight it

More he clings to you at night

The more you wonder

More you dream

The more you pray he starts to die

And it does

Though he kicks you in the side

Yes it does

Though it takes a little time

I believe home is a place that I will get someday

If someone just will hold me

I believe hope is a thing that I will find some time

If someone just will show me

I believe love is given, going, gone

Come back to kiss me on the forehead

And I believe moss on a rolling stone

Is better than the rust that's growing on my home

'Cause it eats at me sometimes

The more I struggle

More I fight it

More it clings to me at night

The more I wonder

More I dream

The more I pray it starts to die

And it does

Though it kicks me in the side

Yes it does

Though it takes a little time