Текст песни The Road - Wolf & Moon

The past can feel so pleasant
So different from the present
The world pulls me in again
But I pretend in my defense
I am counting all my blessings

Apart from being decent
My thoughts can feel defeated
The danger of a reckoning
Spins my head before I begin
I'm counting all my blessings

1, 2, 3, 4, I am adding up day by day
All these numbers don't mean a thing
As I forgot to appreciate
All you gave

How would you really know what you got
If you never let go
How would you know really what you got
If you never let go
How would you know what you really got
If you never let go

1, 2, 3, 4, I am adding up day by day
All these numbers don't mean a thing
As I forgot to appreciate
All you gave