I know you're tired
Of being cut open
Then hearing your wounds are too much to take
I know you think
You were born to be broken
But troubles the cost of being awake

Don't take it heavy
On your good shoulders
We circle back round the Sun every day
Don't take it on you
It's just the cold truth
Nothing comes easy
Except for pain

You let your dreams go
Out there on the road
Running with eyes closed
Trying to survive
What can a friend do
To try and convince you
That troubles the cost of being alive

Don't take it heavy
On your good shoulders
We circle back round the Sun every day
Don't take it on you
It's just the cold truth
Nothing comes easy
Except for pain

Gather your flowers
Plant all your roses
Build up a garden in your minds eye
Of all of the good things
Creeping up like spring
They'll soothe the cost of what's left behind

Don't take it heavy
On your good shoulders
We'll circle back round the Sun till it fades
Don't take it on you
It's just the cold truth
Nothing comes easy
Except for pain