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
