Say, what's your hurry
Why are you worryin'
About things you can't control
What good's it do ya
If you run the world
And lose your soul
Another New Year's Day gone by
Still too easily occupied

By the urgency
Of the generally insignificant
By the urgency
Of things that don't matter much at all
It occurs to me the urgency
Can make a strong man crumble and fall
It's the urgency
Of the generally insignificant
That's all

Gotta save your passions
For things that matter
Not for the things that don't
Confrontations with the trivial
You think you can win, you can't
You try to break out, but you can't leave
When you add to the web you weave