Trying

Let em' all remember what you came to do
It's never getting old
You're thinking, that you're on your own and
You're blinking twice as fast you notice
It's not feeling all that hopeless
Let it all the gashes, cuts the bruises and rashes

And I was trying, to make you

Throw it on the timber, splinter in your finger
Let in all the ashes and burn the pain, it passes
When did this get heavy, acting like you're twenty
Feel it all come back
And be the man your dad is

Trying to make you