Lyrics
you won't like the things I'm sayin
but I heard em on the wind
they have driven me around
I've been hiding out from them
and they bite my like the winter
they freeze me like the ice
I'd be naive to call it truth
and cynical to call it lies
yea it's something in between
so it might be something true
this whole world is so damn ugly
when you paint it red and blue
I am in the middle of america
tryna find my way
takin it day by day
I am in the middle of america
takin the whole thing in
lookin at where we've been
and he was always in a hurry
asking people who he was
back when jesus walked the earth
jus like everybody does
and they built the man a temple
soon as he was safely dead
and they love to go and hurt you
saying things they say he said
there must be something in between
yea there must be something true
if I'm my brother's keeper
then what am I to you?
I am in the middle of america
tryna find my way
taking it day by day
I am in the middle of america
taking the whole thing in
looking at where we've been
I ain't offering an answer
I'm jus holdin up a sign
you can lead a horse to water
but you can't make it wonder why
if it's an accident or fate
take this for what it's worth
you don't love it cause it's great
you love your home because it's yours
yea there's something in between
what you hope and what you fear
if this all exists for you
then why the hell are we all here?
I am in the middle of america
tryna find my way
taking it day by day
I am in the middle of america
taking the whole thing in
looking at where we've been
I am in the middle of america
tryna figure it out
what the whole thing's about
I am in the middle of america
tryna find my way
takin it day by day
out here in the land

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