Coward

Dreamers alike in view
But you charge ahead
While I stand still
Whiskey, a taste I know well
It keeps me resigned
And deaf to church bells

Striving to never rock the boat
I realize I helped build this moat
Should I keep you outside my walls?
If nothing's what I want
I'll ignore your calls

I tend to do this myself
I'm afraid of the hard things
I'll put it all on the shelf
I'm afraid of the hard things
And I've crafted this shell
I'm afraid of the hard things
But there's no peace when I sleep
I'm afraid of the hard things

Afraid of the hard things
My dear, you're the hard things
It must be a heart thing

Well I know what I have felt
I've traced the lines
And I've trusted my smell
My passions often overlooked
But I'll try my best
To stay true to my book

I tend to do this myself
I'm afraid of the hard things
I'll put it all on the shelf
I'm afraid of the hard things
And I've crafted this shell
I'm afraid of the hard things
But there's no peace when I sleep
I'm afraid of the hard things

Afraid of the hard things
My dear, you're the hard things
It must be a heart thing



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Wright
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