My Morning Jacket

Should I close my eyes and prophesize
Hoping maybe someday come
Should I wet the ground with my own tears
Crying over whats been done
Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed
If I knew I'll never grow
Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brow
And believe in my good work
My good work
My good work
My good work
Hey there, I'm flying up above
Looking down on the tired earth
And I can see, I can see potential
Speaking through you, speaking to you
From all of heaven's possibilities
Power, hey do know how it works
Hey do you know that the meek, they shall inherit the earth
You should work, you should work
leaving with something of ?
Should I hit the water or stay on dry land
Even though I've never swam
Take machete into the brush
Though at first there is no (man?)