...but I say I gotta try

Today in Soft Rock Saved Me: 

Change is the only thing, though it hasn't been in quite some time. The contours of daily life got crushed like spaghetti going into a boiling pot, softened, and became a meal you had to eat every night for a year-plus. 

Now I'm given a plate of lasagne every few days, and I'm not sure whether it's going to hold up or slide all over my plate. 

I can't set the structure and choose my pasta, but, boy, I gotta try to find a way to enjoy it. 

 

Maybe it's true what they say about it

Maybe we can't make the ends meet
Maybe we'll all have to do without it
Maybe this world's just incomplete

Still we all look for the truth in our lives
Searching from different sides
So hard living in a desperate world
But we all do the best that we can

Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
But all of them live their lives under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight, well I say I gotta try

Maybe there's too much to think about it
Maybe there ain't nothin' left to say
But if our time's really runnin' out
Then this is no time to run away

'Cause we're destined to look for the truth in this life
Blinded by tearful eyes
If it's no use tryin' in a desperate world
Then tell me why was I born

Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
But all of them live their lives under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight, but I say I gotta try

Lonely-living too lonely
Is it too late
To turn it all around

Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
But all of them live their lives under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight, but I say I gotta try

Someone's tryin'
Someone's cryin' out
While we live under the gun
Someone's livin'
Someone's givin' up