Pressure Builds

Yeah, we always said

we'd make

it past the starting line.

But the climb just changes shape every single time.

Seventeen, thought the world was mine to take Every move we made

felt like a monumental break Now the rent is due,

and the twenty-somethings fade Trading dreams for a steady hand and promises

we made But I still see the spark under the heavy rain

Just a different kind of growth through a different kind of pain

(keep walking)

It gets better, yeah,

that's what they always say

But the seasons shift and wash the dust away

Through the winter cold,

through the summer heat

There's a promise waiting down this lonely street

(just hold on) Now I'm staring at thirty and the mirror looks

back Fewer friends on the road,

more weight on the track We spent the youth chasing things we

didn't need Now we're just trying to cultivate the seed It's a

slower burn, it's a quiet fight Trying to find a little grace

in the fading light

It gets better, yeah,

that's what they always say

But the seasons shift and wash the dust away

Through the winter cold,

through the summer heat

There's a promise waiting down this lonely street

(just hold on)

Every stage, every year,

yeah.

We just gotta breathe through it.

It gets better. (hummmm)