All my troubles have found me today "when will i hit the ground?" i hear myself say But i just keep on falling weightless and half asleep But i know someday those troubles will be mine to keep Right now i'll put it off right now i will be shoving off Downwardspiral I have always heard you pay for your mistakes But what currency will be accepted at that gate? Have i cried enough? have i thought about it enough? What's going to count when the road turns rough?