yesterday: a way to get here

looks like yesterday was just a way to get here
on my way to where I'm meant to be
on the mountain where everything's clearer

listen to what momma used to say
when she told me what I had to do
tellin me a brighter day was coming
"gettin there, son, well that's up to you"

found out th’good Lord was there to help me
visibly clear in everything He's made
reaching out to show a way when I'm drifting
pullin my feet out of the gooey clay

looks like yesterday was just a way to get here
on my way to where I’m meant to be
on the mountain where everything’s clearer

givin it everything that I’ve got
though we all know it’s never enough
tell me, what else am I supposed to do
when the sack I drag is full of stuff?

now I’m blown across an open range
just like the old tumblin tumbleweed
I heard it in the songs my Dad sang
and now those songs have found me

looks like yesterday was just a way to get here
on my way to where I’m meant to be
on the mountain where everything’s clearer
on the mountain where everything’s clearer
(the noisy river runs free and loud)
on the mountain where everything’s clearer
(I’m finally finally finding it out)
on the mountain where everything’s clearer
everything is clear