Fake Problems - Busy Bees lyrics

From the first breath of sunlight I could
Hear the songs from the trees
And all around the wilderness
Melodies directed towards me
But when I sang along
They all changed their harmonies
With hymns of persuasion I was
Blown away with the leaves
And forced to a conclusion
About the path ahead
I analyzed the consequences of the
Future of my direction

And I'll go until these bones don't go

And if the sun is kind enough
I'll find a nice place to rest
Light will pour and rain on down as
A song tied to her breath
And in her words I could
See a thoughtful line
If these bones don't go on
Arrest me for a crime that I've perpetrated
And I'm who it's against
Living life in constant motion is the
Only way I'll be content
But, I'll go until this body doesn't go