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