Working Lyrics

Animal Collective Working

I don't mind working I'd rather be on hills of sand
But then I would get thirsty to fill a need, I leave my friends
For always being the kind of man I try and love those kinds of hands
And hope tonight stick to my plan and never bleed for names I've ran

But if you tried to love a simple thing
Have you tried to love the simple thing
And try to grow
Sometime I get bigger
Sometime