Everybody is living just this side of the drain
You're either parched in the desert or you're drowned in the rain
You ride the rails for a while you keep your hands close to your sides
But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry

Your mother will love you whatever you do
And that's worth what it costs you 'cause she's one of the few
You look around for a lifeline you turn your head up to the sky
But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry

Pride hangs around on the corners showing its legs to the crowd
And wisdom's hailing a taxi trying to get out of this town
Mercy's begging for spare change as the rest of us keep walking by
But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry

This life is a quilt of trouble but it's all that you own
And it's better than none when you're cold and alone

Everybody's a soldier everybody's a rock
Everybody is living with whatever they got
You close the gates to wherever you've been you try to leave tomorrows behind
But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry