Good Luck It Gets Harder lyrics

Such magic things does a bare heart bring, rare and fragile, crumbling with the easiest pressure.
So with great trepidation I let in those words you wrote, a gift from a similar stranger.
Doesn't it feel good to sing?
When you've lost grip on everything open your chest, breathe it out on the floor, or what was any of this for?
What happened broke my heart and I'm sure that it broke yours.
But if you can't feel alive from this what was any of it for?
I may have seemed distant; like I wasn't on the page.
I showed my best side tonight now I'm crossing over into the grey space.
Kindly I ask you, if we didn't have these songs to play would I be such an interesting party or just another unwelcome face?
Doesn't it feel good to sing?
When you've lost grip on everything open your chest, breathe it out on the floor, or what was any of this for?
What happened broke my heart and I'm sure that it broke yours.

But if you can't feel alive from this what was any of it for?
You can either write it or you can't but you can't make demands on a mind with other plans.
The hours you spent with your will so bent won't bring the moment back.
It never was easy, even if the past now seems rosy.
It takes a little distance.
Your perspective's grown oh so cozy.
Sure it gets harder, sure it does.
Everything's harder when the children grow up to get what they wanted.