Better Days

You can try to tell a tree

That it's rooted in rocky soil

Like you can try to tell a truck

That it uses too much oil

But that tree is gonna grow

And that truck is gonna go

And you'll be left

With all intentions spoiled

You can try to tell the wind

To blow upon your sail

Like you can try to catch a fish

By the lip or by the tail

But your boat will stay in place

As that fish laughs in your face

And you'll be left

With the whales

You can try to tell a man

Not to live the way he does

Like you can try to tell a hound

Not to howl just because

But that dog will run away

And there will come a final day

And you'll be left

Just wishing for what was