It's getting harder and harder to sing
And it is hard to focus on
When inside a baby is kicking
At first I was sad and scared
'Cause this is all I know how to do
Then John and Peter played
Sometimes something will change
And that change will change you
Then I thought back to six years ago
When Brian Pilkton told me to play
He gave me a car, a typewriter, a guitar
Before that all I could do was count days
Then I thought back to be
Rehab in Tacoma, my junkie roommates
Put cigarettes out on myself,
And I thought back to when I was 15
I was feeding the homeless
while combating loneliness
All I could do was keep living a lie
Then I think back to that 12 year old poet
All she could do was hide
Scared to death that somebody
You see I have changed and
And maybe my song- writing will suffer
But it's okay if at the end of the day
All I can do next is just
It's okay if at the end of the day
All I can do next is be a good
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