LAST SONG I’LL EVER WRITE

You gotta get up
You gotta be strong for love
When it all seems lost
And the road's uneven

You gotta be tough
Give it all you got
Hope will come
Just keep breathing

If this is the last song that I'll ever write
I'll write it with tears in my eyes
Fingers pointed to the sky
Straight to the savior that my nephews pray to at night
And tell them that everything's gonna be okay
The only thing that matters is people
And if your mind's alright
It's okay to cry
If you're happy or you're sad or you're feeling someone else's pain

And the world's gonna tell you that you should consume
But you won't feel better with those Gucci shoes
Listen to the voice that's inside of you
It's a compass without a face
I'd tell them, "Learn to paint"
'Cause sometimes art can speak louder than your words can say

And when you get knocked down
'Cause you'll get knocked down

You gotta get up
You gotta be strong for love
When it all seems lost and the road's uneven
You gotta be tough
Give it all you've got
Hope will come
Just keep breathing

I tell them the Internet doesn't matter
Don't listen to the nosebleed chatter
That voice inside your head
Won't always be your friend
But you're not defined by it
I'd tell them that the keys to Heaven
Isn't the love of a kind woman
But that helps a little
It's through discipline
And kind acts
I tell them to just relax
And just breathe a little

I tell Monroe Grace
These all apply to her just the same
My god, she's so brave
And I hope that she stays brave
Because this world will try to tell her to be small
And I hope she doesn't listen
I'd tell her not to listen
And when she falls

You gotta get up
You gotta be strong for love
When it all seems lost and the road's uneven
You gotta be tough
Give it all you've got
Hope will come
Just keep breathing

I tell them to see the sunrise in Sydney
That Lake Michigan is the most beautiful in February
I tell them to jump out of an airplane at some point
Even if your mama says you're crazy
And this world can be hard
And it won't always make sense
But I'd look them in the eyes and tell them that
Happiness does exist