Sun Comes Up

I'm gonna worry about the next day when I get there
That might not be the best way, but right now I don't care
cuz livin' in tomorrow didn't get me nowhere
nowhere fast

I could live on dreams and lovely things that I've pulled from my head
draggin' them around with me when I leave my bed
Stifling reality to walk in clouds instead
but it won't last

I'm waitin' for the sunset just to stay my course
I'm feeling like a cowgirl who's lost her horse
Oh if I had only taken it by force...
but it'll be alright
Sun comes up at the end of the night

It seems like there's so many things that I have never done
I'd like to say I'd try it all, but I'd probably run
I guess the risk that a plan might fail always outweighs the fun
Ain't that the way

I'm waitin' for the sunrise just to carry on
I'm feelin' like a wishing-well with the water drawn
Oh if I could get back all the time that's gone
but it'll be okay
Sun goes down at the end of the day

I could talk myself outta anything, oh yeah, talk is cheap
So will I really, could I maybe, or am I gonna keep...

Waitin' for another day just to pass by me
Cuz in the night I find it's not where I wanna be
Oh one thing you can trust is uncertainty
but it'll be okay
Sun comes up the same either way
Sun goes down the same either way

Sun comes up...

...the same either way

Yeah...

Yeah...

One of these times
I will defeat
blankness of page

Them sheets with lines
They come and meet
to build a cage

Oh, I'm right on some kind of brink
Oh, but then I pause or I blink and
all I can think is...

yeah...

One of these chords
found their way in
when I was gone
and then some more
started playin'
Mmm-hmm, along

Oh my words are robbing me blind
Oh, I'd lend a piece of my mind but
all I can find is...

yeah...

Where did this come from?
I thought I was numb
to the music that's suddenly making me move
I do not approve
oh, but whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do, oo
...yeah...

Oh, give me something to play
Oh, and make it quick, like today, cuz
all I can say is...

...yeah...

...yeah...

I don't know

I don't know if certain ones are right or wrong
These words I try to use to explain what's going on
It's like a familiar song comes on
and it sweeps over you
and you relearn a phrase you already knew

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
it looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

I don't know if I'll ever know my way around
but every street and store I have needed you have found
A familiar song comes on
and I sing with you
of green eyes, grey T-shirts, yellow flowers too

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
it looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

Oh no I've got a secret and I just might shout it
I don't know what it is but I know some things about it:

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

I don't, no I don't know what to call it
I don't know what to call it