When I woke up this morning my world had been shifted
Yeah a piece of my soul has returned that had drifted
Weight has been lifted
Weight has been lifted
Carried with me so long I learned how to hold it
Over half of my life there on my shoulder
Got to where I hardly felt the burden there sometimes
Still a part of me was always paying for a crime
Like a war dragging on I got used to the feeling
It was part of my walls and part of my ceiling
Got to where I thought that it was never gonna change
But now and then the universe will quietly arrange for something good