I've got no skill in taking care of me
And no wheel to roll along for me
And no heel to keep a f*cking beat for me
But I've got sunshine, seeping through the cracks
It warms all the stones that once were black
And somehow it brings the way back to me
But I can't just enjoy the fertile times
It seems all can turn just on a dime
It reminds me that I'm never really free
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
And so I step back and try it once again
I lose track and find it once again
I attack and get it all back again
In a freeze-frame, it's a picture perfect world
A picture perfect world, a picture perfect world
Until it all unfurls, until it all unfurls again
I've been having such a good time but I know that it won't last
'Cause I know these patterns I've seen them over and over in the past
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
I've been having many good dreams lately but I know that in short time
They will fade away and in their place a nightmare soon will rise
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming
Hard times coming