Fake Problems - Busy Bees lyrics

From the first breath of sunlight I could hear the songs from the trees And all around the wilderness melodies directed towards me But when I sang along, they all changed their harmonies With hymns of persuasion I was blown away with the leaves And forced to a conclusion about the path ahead I an*lyzed the consequences of the future of my direction And I'll go until these bones don't go And if the sun is kind enough, I'll find a nice place to rest Light will pour and rain on down as a song tied to her breath And in her words I could see a thoughtful line If these bones don't go on, arrest me for a crime That I've perpetrated, and I'm who it's against Living life in constant motion is the only way I'll be content But I'll go until this body doesn't go