Chin Up, Son

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 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

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, 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?