good days'll come by john-robert (sped-up)

Days grow long and the nights grow long

Well whoever said that life was short

Chained to my bed and I don’t brush my teeth

Cause helping myself a chore

But I’m sure

That good days’ll come they will

Now don’t mean forever now means now

This feeling like the weather will change

Some days it shines and some days it’s a downpour

But it never stays the same

It’s all passing

Good days’ll come they will

My pessimism is talking

Can’t seem to tune him out

There’s a phrase that I hum to myself

if ever I’m in trouble or doubt

And it is

Good days’ll come it will

I’ve met the friend and the friend is me

is a line that Pema Chodron wrote

See I know what she meant, but I don’t know what she means when

Myself and I aren’t so close

But I have hope

That good days’ll come they will

If I am not my thoughts

Then what does that make me?

I am the one who reacts and responds

Yes I’m a separate entity

A light beam

Weigh my options, every step that I take

When butterflies cause hurricanes

How every action has a ripple effect

That hinges on decisions I make

Such a headache

Good days’ll come they will

Forgiveness ain’t on a timeline

I won’t find it overnight

And though I’m not at my destination

The path I’m on is feeling alright

It takes time

Good days’ll come they will

I’ll give it time

Good days’ll come they will