Wordless Chorus Lyrics - My Morning Jacket

So much goin' on these days 

Forget about instinct, it's not what pays 

Pleasure, up and down my smile 

A carton of eggs think, it's all worthwhile 

Tell me spirit, what has not been done? 

I'll rush out and do it, or are we doin' it now? 

Fissure is the thrill of day 

Forget about feeling, that's not what pays 

But you know, all of this can change 

Remember the promise as a kid you made 

We are the innovators 

They are the imitators 

Come on, hey don't you know how we started 

We forgot about love, but weren't brokenhearted