Nothing Comes Easy

I know you're tired

Of being cut open

Then hearing your wounds are too much to take

I know you think

You were born to be broken

But troubles the cost of being awake

Don't take it heavy

On your good shoulders

We circle back round the sun every day

Don't take it on you

It's just the cold truth

Nothing comes easy

Except for pain

You let your dreams go

Out there on the road

Running with eyes closed

Trying to survive

What can a friend do

To try and convince you

That troubles the cost of being alive

Don't take it heavy

On your good shoulders

We circle back round the sun every day

Don't take it on you

It's just the cold truth

Nothing comes easy

Except for pain

so gather your flowers

Plant all your roses

Build up a garden in your minds eye

Of all of the good things

Creeping up like spring

They'll soothe the cost of what's left behind

Don't take it heavy

On your good shoulders

We'll circle back round the sun til it fades

Don't take it on you

It's just the cold truth

Nothing comes easy

Except for pain