switchfoot
living is simple
Living is simple It's gravity Gravity isn't so hard Living is simple it's entropy Entropy, falling apart I'm falling apart again Living is simple And breathing is easy it's easy to do Living is simple And losing is easy I'm losing my cool I'm losing my cool again All will be made well Will be made well Will be made well Will be well Is this fiction? Is this fiction? Hope has given himself to the world Is this fiction or divine comedy Where the last of the last finish first Living is simple Living is dying Your mercy, Your mercy Is how I believe Living is dying I can't understand it I'm down on my knees Confessing my needs again I've had my choices I've chosen today I've had my choices The choices remain.