Grace Petrie - Some Days Are Worse Than Others lyrics
[Grace Petrie - Some Days Are Worse Than Others lyrics]
I used to think I'd change the world
If I could write a song
Good enough to make you see the truth
But everything I touch has turned
To ruin and gone wrong
And I can't believe the arrogance of youth
I know the world is turning when
It feels like standing still
Or slipping ever backwards by degrees
It feels like I'm always dying
On the least productive hill
And I haven't even planted any trees
But all my chords, all of my G major chords
You know they couldn't move
The House of Lords
And all I felt, all the pain I ever felt
You know it never stopped thе ice caps melt
Some days this world
It makеs me hide beneath the covers
But some days are worse than others
I used to think my heart
Was so reliable and strong
Steady 'neath your feet as frozen ground
Believing all the promises of poetry and song
I never dreamt how far I'd let you down
And I know I am remembered
For the shattering of dreams
And never all the time I held the roof
Our fossilised worst moments held
Forever in extremes
And I console myself with
Versions of the truth
For all I gave, all I told myself I gave
I really thought that I was being brave
For all I swore, ever steady, ever more
It comes to nothing if you're keeping score
Some nights I can
Answer the charges of those lovers
Some nights are worse than others
Some nights are worse than others
I used to think my stories were
The place I could be known
And told them without having to pretend
Now finally old enough to know
That I'm not fully grown
I see that I don't know how they will end
The skins I shed, the roads I tread
The ways that I have fared
They've turned me into someone not the same
Some days I feel the anchor of
The years that we have shared
But some days I can only feel the chain
And it washes off
Yeah it all just washes off
And my arms will always be too soft
I understand, maybe I finally understand
That I might never know just who I am
Some days I still
Wake up jealous of my brothers
Some days are worse than others
Some days I still
Wanna hide beneath the covers
Wonder how we will recover
Search the eyes of friends and lovers
For a sign of my true colours
But some days are worse
Some days are worse than others
If I could write a song
Good enough to make you see the truth
But everything I touch has turned
To ruin and gone wrong
And I can't believe the arrogance of youth
I know the world is turning when
It feels like standing still
Or slipping ever backwards by degrees
It feels like I'm always dying
On the least productive hill
And I haven't even planted any trees
But all my chords, all of my G major chords
You know they couldn't move
The House of Lords
And all I felt, all the pain I ever felt
You know it never stopped thе ice caps melt
Some days this world
It makеs me hide beneath the covers
But some days are worse than others
I used to think my heart
Was so reliable and strong
Steady 'neath your feet as frozen ground
Believing all the promises of poetry and song
I never dreamt how far I'd let you down
And I know I am remembered
For the shattering of dreams
And never all the time I held the roof
Our fossilised worst moments held
Forever in extremes
And I console myself with
Versions of the truth
For all I gave, all I told myself I gave
I really thought that I was being brave
For all I swore, ever steady, ever more
It comes to nothing if you're keeping score
Some nights I can
Answer the charges of those lovers
Some nights are worse than others
Some nights are worse than others
I used to think my stories were
The place I could be known
And told them without having to pretend
Now finally old enough to know
That I'm not fully grown
I see that I don't know how they will end
The skins I shed, the roads I tread
The ways that I have fared
They've turned me into someone not the same
Some days I feel the anchor of
The years that we have shared
But some days I can only feel the chain
And it washes off
Yeah it all just washes off
And my arms will always be too soft
I understand, maybe I finally understand
That I might never know just who I am
Some days I still
Wake up jealous of my brothers
Some days are worse than others
Some days I still
Wanna hide beneath the covers
Wonder how we will recover
Search the eyes of friends and lovers
For a sign of my true colours
But some days are worse
Some days are worse than others