The Years Are Short

They're going to wake you up too early

They're going to lay back down too late

You'll find sleep between the worry

If the paying bills can wait

It's what my old man told me

When my little man was born

The days are long

Oh, but the years are short

I've seen baseballs fly through windows

Skateboards fly down halls

Seen some climbing trees and fences

And made a mama climb the walls

Seen me wishing time away

But I don't wish that anymore

The days are long, the years are short

And the world turns fast

The clock turns slow

Some bright nows feel like forever

But they stack up and they shake out

Like all the names and dates and measures

Scribbled here in pencil

Just inside this pantry door

The days are long

Oh, but the years are short

Yeah, I got one that makes me pray

I got one that makes me curse

Some days we're raising them

But then some days they're raising us

And we've learned to wave the white flag

Trade some battles for some wars

'Cause the days are long

But the years are short

And the world turns fast

The clock turns slow

Some bright nows feel like forever

But they stack up and they shake out

Like all the names and dates and measures

Scribbled here in pencil

Just inside this pantry door

The days are long

Oh, but the years are short

The years are short

And when you're coming home dad

Turns into "When you're coming home, son?"

And you're burnin' through them front porch lights

'Cause you're always leavin' on one

And the world turns fast

The clock turns slow

Some bright nows feel like forever

But they stack up and they shake out

Like all the names and dates and measures

Scribbled here in pencil

Just inside this pantry door

The days are long!

But the years are short

Yeah

Oh, but the years are short