Sunflowers by Jacob Slade

You know
That time will heal your pain
But it will show
In the lines on your face

So just toe the line and trust it’s for the best
Don your disguise, don’t hang your head
Recall the days you had with a sense of grace
Don’t burn the bridge you walked for so many days

Because it’s you, you
Who will, come out on top because of it

It surely shows
When it’s gone wrong in your head
No matter how hard you try
You can’t deny or try to hide the shreds of unhappiness

Because it’s you, you
Who will, come out on top because of it
You’ll know you’ve grown, grown
Away, from the weight of resentment

I walk past the house with the sunflowers
They’re wilted now that we’re well into November
Beauty fades and form is ever changing
Just because it’s gone doesn’t mean the time was wasted
Doesn’t mean the time was wasted
Don’t waste it

Because it’s you, you
Who will, come out on top because of it
You’ll know you’ve grown, grown
Away, from the weight of resentment
Grown, grown, away, from the weight of resentment

• Pop
• acoustic
• alt pop
• dream pop
• folk
• indie folk
• indie pop
• Milwaukee