Back On Your Feet

And how much does it take
To get back on your feet
When it all breaks down
When you bite the grit
Some say youth is gone,
Stand up and carry on strong
Against adversity
to our future to come

I got nowhere to hide
Left my pride on the side
Telling my deeds
To boozers and freaks
And I swore to the wind
I would ne ver gro w up
But I knew it was a lie
Just a matter of time

And the path men take
Are winding, crooked lines
Stories we write
On scars not to display
Hard times come
And hard times go
It’s up to me to bring it home
While the wind still blows

Not a shoulder, not a safe place
Not a single day with no fire inside

And how much does it take
To get back on your feet
When it all breaks down
When you bite the grit
Some say youth is gone,
Stand up and carry on strong
Against adversity
to our future to come

Heads down and we sweat
Always late, almost dead
Plodding on in the light
Fate’s a mastery of sleight
When alone in the dark
Comes a creepy question mark
Is it the life we agreed upon
Or the one we stumbled on

Not a shoulder, Not a safe place
Not a single day with no fire inside

And how much does it take
To get back on your feet
When it all breaks down
When you bite the grit
Some say youth is gone
Stand up and carry on strong
Against adversity
to our future to come

So we tread and we dwell
In the sorrow, through this pain
And we’ll never, oh never
Be fulfilled with what we hold in hand

We spend a life to make it work
It takes a minute to ruin it all
We spent days, months, years
Trying to make it work
But that bloody one minute was worth it all

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again.
Fail again. Fail better.