Chin Up, Son (Live at Middle Farm Studios)

Take out pen and paper
Write down another verse
Anything to take 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 walls said there's still salvation for me

So tell me why do I worry myself?
I'll be alright, doing just fine, there's no need to dwell
So tell me why do I worry myself?
I'm out of the storm, my heart is worn, I made it through hell

Under these old illusions it's a habit that I know too well
I think about you every now and then, but I know I'm bеtter off now
And in my darkest desirе I light up the fire
Let it burn, just let me burn

So tell me why do I worry myself?
I'll be alright, doing just fine, there's no need to dwell
So tell me why do I worry myself?
I'm out of the storm, my heart is worn, I made it through hell

Well I once said that I've seen the sun rise on better days
There's no reason to be afraid
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, doing just fine, there's no need to dwell
So tell me why do I worry myself?
I'm out of the storm, my heart is worn, there's no need to dwell
So tell me why do I worry myself?