The Hard Part

In Retrospect

The problems all seem funny

There’s high and low

And in between is just a sideshow

And what do I know

When I was twenty

Thought everyone would be here

Maybe dreams are free

But anything you keep that precious

Should be expensive

Cuz the vices and the voices

Fill up all the empty space

While we’re caught between two moments where we never get a say

I try but can’t remember what its like before the start

The end will be alright if you and I can do the hard part

Let’s do this right

Save up all our money

To get old and die

In a white house in the country

and if you go first don’t worry bout the things you left me

Cuz all I’ll needs the memory

Cuz the vices and the voices

Fill up all the empty space

always caught between two moments where we never get a say

No one can remember what it was like before the start

The end will be alright if you and I can do the hard part