The Early November - Driving South

I have this friend who was born again. Every morning he wakes relieved of his sins. Oh, after hours of losing himself, He gets to his knees and he prays for his health. And to the palm trees and driving south It's in the waves where we find ourselves Back at the ocean to meet with dirt where we will weigh and find ourselves. And we will talk in ways that life has been so mean And see, there's always someone, always stepping on me. Oh please, please, please, tell me. Oh wake me, wake me, But don't tell me I'm lazy when I Pull the covers back over my face. Oh wake me, wake me, because we're all going crazy and we're always preaching that everyone's wrong. And to the palm trees and driving south It's in the the waves where we find ourselves back at the ocean to meet with dirt we will weigh to find ourselves So we can talk of ways that life has been so mean And see there's always someone, always stepping on me. Oh please, please, please, tell me.

Tengo este amigo que nacio de nuevo Cada mañana el despierta aliviado de sus pecados, Oh, después de horas de perderme El se pone de rodillas y reza por su muerte Y a las palmeras y viajando al sur Esta en las olas donde nos encontramos De vuelta al océano para ver a la tierra donde pesaremos y nos encontraremos Y hablaremos en modos que la vida ha sido tan mala Y mira, siempre hay alguien, alguien pisándome Oh por favor, por favor, por favor, dime Oh despiértame, despiértame, pero no me digas que soy flojo cuando yo Saco las cubiertas de atrás de mi cara Oh despiértame porque todos nos estamos volviendo locos Y siempre estamos rezando que todos estén mal Y a las palmeras y viajando al sur Esta en las olas donde nos encontramos De vuelta al océano para ver a la tierra donde pesaremos y nos encontraremos Y hablaremos en modos que la vida ha sido tan mala Y mira, siempre hay alguien, alguien pisándome Oh por favor, por favor, por favor, dime