It’s not that hard to live and die But it falls apart when you ask, “why?” First you learn what’s wrong and right Then it fades to grey
The things I thought when I was young And all the melodies I’ve sung Only speak of battles won And not the fight I am not who I used to be But who I am is who I am The rivers run into the sea And crash back on the sand
Every word I’ve ever said Sounded good inside my head But when you’re lying in your bed You start to doubt I do not fear love, ‘cause I’ve learned to hear love Singing in the darkness of my heart and turning it to gold
