Write it down right now, talk it through somehow Hard times don't last, we watch them come and go See it through somehow, live right here and now The past is past, the scars don't even show Sitting, empty page in front of me I can't find the words, to paint myself And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing My own selfish art, but it gets me through Block it out right now, sleep it off somehow Hard times last, they never seem to go Calm your mind somehow, keep it here and now Is the past past? How will we even know? Sitting, empty page in front of me I can't find the words, to paint myself And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing My own selfish art, but it gets me through Sitting, empty page in front of me I can't find the words, to paint myself And it's foolish, indulgent, inward facing My own selfish art, but it gets me through