Too Soon To Tell

(álbum: Agnostic Hymns & Stoner Fables - 2012)

Low, grey clouds rolling over my head
I'm walking up a hill to get my fortune read
I can still take rejection but it does get harder to do
I wish I could show you how you've hurt me in a way that wouldn't hurt you too

Tennis shoes hanging from a telephone wire
I've got a little money; I could get a little higher
I was all right awhile but you know how it goes
Everything in moderation, including moderation I suppose

I never did like the people where I was employed
They was always out to get me 'cause I'm paranoid
Now I'm working for myself and that don't pay a lousy dime
If what we're here to do is learn to forget, I'm gonna need more time

It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell)
It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell)
It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell) by and by
It's too soon to tell what's gonna happen to you when you die

It's too soon to tell what we'll ever avenge
They say that living well is the best revenge
I say: 'Bullshit, the best revenge is to wing
'This isn't over, we're going to meet againg

And good Lord if you're up there, you sure got some nerve
Seems like even the wicked get worse than they deserve
We're afraid to die every goddamn one of us
I swear to God it's like you're making fun of us

Not worth keeping, or too good to keep
You got a better kinda secret, better wait till I'm asleep
And if you're so God almighty then what's with all this mystery?
Yes, I wanna trust you, buddy, but you're clearly keeping secrets from me

It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell)
It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell)
It's too soon to tell (too soon to tell) by and by
It's too soon to tell what's gonna happen to you when you die

At the fortune teller's on the second floor
In bright red letters hanging off of the door
It said 'closed', I think it might've been some kinda sign
Don't give up on me, baby, I think I could be losing my mind

I've just met too many people that I love too much
They're scattered all over, I could never stay in touch
With travelling, almost forever it seems
You too will wake up one morning with a lot more memories than dreams

Low, grey clouds rolling over my head
I'm walking down the hill without my fortune read
I can still take rejection but it does get harder to do
I wish I could show you how you'd hurt me in a way that wouldn't hurt you too
I wish I could show you how you'd hurt me in a way that wouldn't hurt you too