A Daily Anthem — David Cook

Break your neck for some substance This is temporary sanity, an exercise in vanity So long to the ordinary day wrought with fictitious tales of how there's any other way Hold on to anything at all It's a long way down between the summer and the fall If I told you that you're everything, Would you sing along? Would you sing along?

It's a daily anthem Would you sing my song, At the top of your lungs? And we'll all sing along, We'll all sing along

It's a half-baked blessing For the lessons I've learned, Never deserved. And we'll all sing along, Oh we'll all sing along

Now the verses take hold, A gentle undercurrent or more years to grow old Say goodbye to the cold And try to begin everything: there's life

As we sing your daily anthem, Would you sing my song, At the top of your lungs? And we'll all sing along, We'll all sing along

It's a half-baked blessing For the lessons I've learned, Never deserved. And we'll all sing along, We'll all sing along