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I know you miss salt water 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 that'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 Dare to depend on your hope, call a friend It'll get better, better, better I know you miss your grandfather And traveling 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 in your mind Meghan and Leah by the campfire With an oversized wine glass in 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 then talking about Phoebe Believe me when you Wake with the sun Think of all that's to come You'll feel better, better, better Dare to depend on your hope, call a friend It'll get 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 bones 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 Than it has been the whole year long But life's greatest barricades were bones for these songs
Writer(s): Gabriel Strum, Gretta Ray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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