"All These Things" lyrics - THIRD EYE BLIND

THIRD EYE BLIND
"All These Things"

My mom recovered, alcoholic,
Gave me opera and Jackson Pollock
She said, all these things, all these things are yours
She said you're not blessed and you're not cursed
'Cause in the end your write your verse
All these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you've got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

John Coltrane's addict ways took us all to better days
All these things, all these things are yours
Am I right, am I wrong
In the end just write your song
'Cause all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you've got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

'Cause all these things, all these things are yours

What happened to you, I've been there too

'Cause all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you've got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

Let that feeling you carry

All these things are yours.