Just People Lyrics & Chords By Born In A Cent

people write about flying
like if weâd grow wings weâd be free
but then weâd complain about
how low you must float to breathe
weâd curse the universe
for building itself so selfishly
we would curse the gods who thought it
and the atoms who agreed
weâd find faster ways to travel
our wings wouldnât be enough
weâd each learn to work a private jet
so that we could rise above
a silly little thing like pressure
with a crazy little self control
to find comfort in our bodies
that our minds could never outgrow
but here we are - weâre just people
never content with who we are
always wanting to be immortal
not thankful for our hearts
truth is, if we turned into birds
with human heads and human minds
we couldnât keep our hands
cause we donât need them to fly
now our machines are useless
weâre back to our primitive selves
we canât even hold our money
as the wind brings it back to hell
our bones would be too light
to continue the work that we once did
weâd have to re-learn our purpose
weâd have to re-learn how to live
and maybe in the process
when we were soaring above the world
weâd realize in that silent way
we never knew how to live at all