Half Full and Empty
©2005 Garrett Clevenger
{Am Em } x3 Am repeat

{Am Em } x4 I often wonder what will happen when our brains
{Am Em } x4 fill up all the way with lofty things,
{C Em Am } x2 like compassion and respect and altruism, too.
{C Em Am Em } G Doin' to others as you'd have them do to you.
{Am Em } x3 Am

{Am Em } x4 Imagine the world our children would inherit
{Am Em } x4 if they didn't have to worry about steppin' in our shit,
{C Em Am } x2 like crime and greed and all the other things
{C Em Am Em } G like war and torture and heartbreak it brings.

Chorus:
F C Like a glass half full and empty we are here,
F C seldom realizing how incredibly dear
F C F C each moment spent upon this planet we're on.
F C Em E Someday we will break out of Babylon.
{Am Em } x3 Am

{Am Em } x4 It's easy to say things we really don't mean.
{Am Em } x4 We can be very nice or we can be real mean.
{C Em Am } x2 Being thoughtful's difficult. It's hard to know how it felt.
{C Em Am Em } G Empathy's a quality not often dealt.
{Am Em } x3 Am

{Am Em } x4 When the goin' gets tough the tough rise to the top.
{Am Em } x4 When they finally fall it'll take longer for them to stop
{C Em Am } x2 and the weaker ones waiting down below
{C Em Am Em } G will have a good view of retribution, oh.

Chorus:
F C Like a glass half full and empty we are here,
F C seldom realizing how incredibly dear
F C F C each moment spent upon this planet we're on.
F C Em E Someday we will break out of Babylon.
{Am Em } x3 Am

{Am Em } x4 We don't always know where we are heading to
{Am Em } x4 but we'll get there somehow until we are all through.
{C Em Am } x2 When the flowers have withered down and the seeds fall to the ground,
{C Em Am Em } G when they sprout up that's where the "Ol' Man's" found.
{Am Em } x3 Am

{Am Em } x4 One day the reaper will gather what's been grown.
{Am Em } x4 Hopefully the harvest will last 'til the winter has blown
{C Em Am } x2 and when springtime comes again to replenish this barren land
{C Em Am Em } G we'll be closer to being Utopian.

Chorus:
F C Like a glass half full and empty we are here,
F C seldom realizing how incredibly dear
F C F C each moment spent upon this planet we're on.
F C Em E Someday we will break out of Babylon.
{Am Em } x3 Am