My Balancing Act - Jason Anderson

In Wyoming

There’s a stretch

Where the hills are plaster and glass

Some tundra

World without trees

This could be the moon

This could be the moon

And you remember

You’re on a planet

And every «hi how are you?»

Sounds so foreign

Every applebee’s sign

Every «hey how’s it going?»

I guess I’m fine

I guess I’m fine

Just go on

Let them sing

Just go on

Let them sing

Just go

Let them sing

Let them eat cake

(oh you’re trying so hard)

This is my balancing act (oh you’re trying so hard)

This is my balancing act (oh you’re trying so hard)

(oh you’re trying so hard)