Every Ten Cent Proverb - Ben David

Turns out every ten-cent proverb that ever-er was true

Finding meaning in the earthly beauty underneath my shoes

Oh, I had no time for drawing lines or naming right and wrong

If I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

If I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

If I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

I saw wildlands and tiny hands, those who don’t know grace

I saw income men dividing friends in categorized blame

I saw weapons sold to states without clean water for to drink

But upside-up or down, I know we all still gotta eat

But upside-up or down, honey, we all still gotta eat

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

So if I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

So if I could say a word to the man I used to be

I’d tell him, «Boy, just let it go, 'cause you’ve got no enemies

And you’ll never satisfy when you cannot comprehend

That life ain’t about the book, it’s just the ink in your pen

No, life ain’t about the book, it just the ink in your pen»

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

So if I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Mm, mm, mm

Brother, I know I’m incomplete

Don’t think for a heartbeat

That you’re missing 'em

Cause we’ve got each other

Come hell or high water

You were there for me, and I’m here now

Let me carry you home

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

And when the sky’s clouded, it’s evenly shrouded

I swear to you, above, that blanket grey

The sun, he shines

And when it seems dark out and hope’s an unheard shout

I promise you soon, this big blue Earth will spin the wheel

'Cause the cold night’s sky is just a spin for morning light

And above those lonesome clouds, the sun, he shines

'Cause the cold night’s sky is just a spin for morning light

And above those lonesome clouds, the sun, he shines

I’m oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

So if I’m singing to the world, I just want love to be my song

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Mm, mm, mm