Write it down right now, talk it through somehow
Hard times don't last, we watch them come and go
See it through somehow, live right here and now
The past is past, the scars don't even show
Sitting, empty page in front of me
I can't find the words, to paint myself
And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing
My own selfish art, but it gets me through
Block it out right now, sleep it off somehow
Hard times last, they never seem to go
Calm your mind somehow, keep it here and now
Is the past past? How will we even know?
Sitting, empty page in front of me
I can't find the words, to paint myself
And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing
My own selfish art, but it gets me through
Sitting, empty page in front of me
I can't find the words, to paint myself
And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing
My own selfish art, but it gets me through