Lost a good friend the other day
Like a fool, I was blind to the signs
Drank right past what he had to say
I couldn’t read between the lines
The last night I saw him, he pulled me close
Laughed as he hugged me goodbye
He said: The mornings, my friend, yeah, they’re okay
But the nights are harder these days
Who will come to your dreams tonight?
Some old flame you didn’t treat quite right
Like a ghost, she sits upon your bed
Familiar ringing in your head, and she says
You got some pipers you got to pay, love
So your nights are harder these days
Yeah, the nights are harder these days
Watching the numbers change
The minutes fading away, I can’t remember the feeling
When my chest wasn’t crushed by the weight
Yeah, the nights are harder these days
Monday morning dawn’s early light
Trucks sweep up yesterday’s news
They don’t know wrong from right
Just making way for tomorrow’s blues
I lay awake and count the ways
That the nights are harder
Watching the numbers change
The minutes fading away, I can’t remember the feeling
When my chest wasn’t crushed by the weight
Yeah, the nights are harder these days
Yeah, the nights are harder
