| Song | Wellwishers |
| Artist | Umphrey's McGee |
| Album | Green Mountain Eco Fest, Eldridge, MO |
| If you had to make it matter, but you just can’t find the words | |
| When you’re waiting for an answer that you’ve already heard | |
| Then you’re drowning in the moment ‘cause you never leaned to swim | |
| As the distance grows between the shores, you know how this could end | |
| Are you thankful for your well wishers, who put you on your way | |
| Or bitter ‘cause your currency is lost in the exchange | |
| So forget about your handfuls, when it’s worthless you’re sublime | |
| As the sun begins to grow red you’re running low on time | |
| I have to wonder, are you stuck under clouds of possibilities? | |
| Or can’t you turn against those urges? They’ll desert you, guaranteed | |
| If nothing’s certain then that’s worse than this confusion as it intrudes on you and me | |
| If you fit into your pattern, it should come as no surprise | |
| As it's the safest the stars that shatter you learn to be polite | |
| So be hopeful as a candle is worried for its flame | |
| The more that you could handle here, the less you feel the same | |
| I have to wonder are you stuck under clouds of possibilities | |
| Or can’t you turn against those urges? They’ll desert you, guaranteed | |
| If nothings certain than that’s worse than this confusion as it intrudes on you and me |
| If you had to make it matter, but you just can' t find the words | |
| When you' re waiting for an answer that you' ve already heard | |
| Then you' re drowning in the moment ' cause you never leaned to swim | |
| As the distance grows between the shores, you know how this could end | |
| Are you thankful for your well wishers, who put you on your way | |
| Or bitter ' cause your currency is lost in the exchange | |
| So forget about your handfuls, when it' s worthless you' re sublime | |
| As the sun begins to grow red you' re running low on time | |
| I have to wonder, are you stuck under clouds of possibilities? | |
| Or can' t you turn against those urges? They' ll desert you, guaranteed | |
| If nothing' s certain then that' s worse than this confusion as it intrudes on you and me | |
| If you fit into your pattern, it should come as no surprise | |
| As it' s the safest the stars that shatter you learn to be polite | |
| So be hopeful as a candle is worried for its flame | |
| The more that you could handle here, the less you feel the same | |
| I have to wonder are you stuck under clouds of possibilities | |
| Or can' t you turn against those urges? They' ll desert you, guaranteed | |
| If nothings certain than that' s worse than this confusion as it intrudes on you and me |