I know you miss saltwater and aeroplane windows
Know you miss the way the world once kept you on your toes
You had your wheels in motion more often than not
It is odd sitting with the thought
That you spent most of summer, your nose to the grindstone
Bringing childhood dreams to life entirely on your own
Can picture it so clearly, that Sydney skyline turns to gold in afternoon light
You see it in hindsight
Now you wake up to the same day where you realise so little has changed
And it's a feeling hard to stomach
Still you get up, turn a new page, let your insights seep into this space
There is something to gain from this
I promise if you wake with the sun, think of all that's to come
You'll feel better better better
(Better better better)
Dare to depend on your hope, call a friend
It'll get better better better
(Better better better)
I know you miss your grandfather and travelling out to south-east suburbs
If you saw a stranger smiling would it lift your mood?
You wonder when you'll next be seated in a restaurant with someone making up for all the lost time
You see it in your mind
Meghan and Leah by the campfire with an [?] wine glass and casual attire
Singing aloud along to Stevie
When you laugh hard it's an exhale, you will heal fast, shit-talk til you're telling tales
And they're talking about Phoebe
Believe me when you wake with the sun, think of all that's to come
You'll feel better better better
(Better better better)
Dare to depend on your hope, call a friend
It'll get better better better
(Better better better)
Go to the creek to feel whole
It sure is bleak now but you bet it'll get better
Better better better
Than it has been the whole year long
But life's greatest barricades are poems for new songs
Return to yourself, thankful for your good health
Don't you feel better better better?
Better better better
When you wake with the sun think of all that's to come to feel better better better
Better better better
Dare to depend on your hope, call your friends, make them feel better better better
Better better better
Go to the creek to feel whole
And though it's bleak right now, you can bet it'll get better better better
Better better better
Than it has been the whole year long
But life's greatest barricades were poems for these songs
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