Brad Proudlove - Easier Told Than Saddled and Rode Lyrics

You're born and you die and somewhere between
Something gives you meaning
If you're lucky, at least

I was a boy, the age of 18
The world at my feet
And nowhere to be

I prick of my heart, would flood like the sea
But love isn't easy
In fact, that's what it means

As thick, and as cold
As the river is froze
Easier told, than saddled and rode

The older I get, the harder it seems
To look out and see
The forest for trees

A prick of my heart, a slow trickling stream
A moment of grief
Like dew on the leaves

You're born and you die, and somewhere between
Life loses it's sheen
Or is it just me?