Tired and I am angry At the nature of it all Fighting just to find myself a breath Gets hard to see the meaning Maybe it's just like you said Today was just a little better than my best In the face of my depression I can hardly see the Sun Peeking out behind the wreckage that gets left I can't easily forget it No, it ain't just in my head Today was just a little better than my best So, strike a chord Sing a song Let the paint dry on the picture Holding on to the promises of yes and amen 'Cause in this life There will be trouble And there's no time for us to mourn So, strike a chord Sing a song And spread the ashes Always think that I am humble Till the moment passes by Starts a fire I can't control inside my chest Sweet reminders of the growing up That hasn't happened yet Today was just a little better than my best So, strike a chord Sing a song Let the paint dry on the picture Holding on to the promises of yes and amen 'Cause in this life There will be trouble And there's no time for us to mourn So, strike a chord Sing a song And spread the ashes So, we leave you with a message Fellow passengers of pain Never bite the hand no matter how you're fed When the saints are called back home And all the wickedness is dead We will meet you somewhere better than our best, c'mon So, strike a chord Sing a song Let the paint dry on the picture Holding on to the promises of yes and amen 'Cause in this life There will be trouble And there's no time for us to mourn So, strike a chord Sing a song Spread the ashes Strike a chord Sing a song Spread the ashes