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 analyzed 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