Open Hearted Broken Rec—
Open Hearted Broken Rec—
Open Hearted Broken Record
Open Hearted Broken Record
I'm outta my own way
That's how I'm made—hey!
I don't have that much to say
'Cuz all words fade—hey!
I don't know whether
It's worse or if it's better but now
I put one foot past the other
And whatever else that time will allow
I'm outta my own way
I'm on display—hey!
I'm still buildin' underground
My own subway—hey!
I don't know whether
The spirit or the letter wins out
But one without the other
Is like utter cool discovering doubt
And in a word
Life is absurd
Never had occurred to me
I'd be reassured
I am set free
I am in check
I'm in the moment and
I'm outta my own way
I'm outta my own way
Of my own clay—hey!
My DNA's at play
Without delay—hey!
And in the end
You always have to pay
There's a little freedom
Livin' in today
I can't complain
When I look around
'Cuz I've found that
I'm outta my own way
I'm outta my own way
I'm outta my own way
& I'm outta my own way
Outta, outta, outta my own way
Outta, outta my own way
Outta, outta, outta, outta my own way
Outta outta my own way
Outta outta outta my own way
Outta outta my own way
Outta outta
Outta outta
Outta my own way