Chin Up, Son (Live At Middle Farm Studios)

Take out the pen and paper

Write down another verse

Aything to make me away

Trapped in a spell

No words to say

Do I wait for inspiration?

You know i've tried to fight off desperation

The writing on the wall said there's still salavation for me

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'll be alright

I'm doing just fine

There's no need to dwell

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'm out of the storm

And my heart is worn

I've made it through hell

Under these old illusions

It's a habit I know too well

I think about you every now and then but I know I'm better off now

And in my darkest desire I light up the fire

Let it burn!

Just let me burn!

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'll be alright

I'm doing just fine

There's no need to dwell

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'm out of the storm

And my heart is worn

I've made it through hell

I once said that I've seen the sunrise on better days

There's no reason to be afraid

And if it's all the same to you

I'll be getting on my way

now there's nothing left to say

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'll be alright

I'm doing just fine

There's no need to dwell

So tell me why do I worry myself?

I'm out of the storm

And my heart is worn

There's no need to dwell

So tell me why do I worry myself?