Myles Palmquist grew up on the prairies. And somewhere in the midst of those prairies, between moving from place to place around Manitoba with his family, some
We send letterts to ourselves, hoping one day we will find
Us in good health
We even change our point of view, hoping it will help us to
See something new
We sleep too much and not enough
There's too many riddles, and not enough truth
Tell us what's the difference, between the evening news and nothing new
Nothing new
We practise nothing that we preach, hoping one day we will learn
The things that we teach
And holding on to a list of things that we'll never do
Is sticking to the plan
We're all children until we're children again
There's too much power, stamped into every bill that builds your trust
You don't know the difference, between too much and not enough
Not enough
And I can tell you where I stand, you can stand there, stand tall, saying you're the man
But again you'll turn your back, and this time I'll turn mine too,
Because now I know the difference, the difference
Is you
There's too many people, with not enough friends like mine
They don't know the difference between living life and killing time
Killing time
