The Good of a Bad Year

Walk around with a broken rib

And a heart in a cage

It knows I can escape from

Feel the weight of a perfect day

Every moment I have

I'm thinking bout the next one

Saw a fox by the railroad

Heard my mother's voice on the phone

Making the good of a bad year

Take what has faded

With what has been grown.

Walk around with a broken smile

A joke from a lover

Is eating up inside me

Feel the weight of a perfect day

Sun on my face

And a dream I know will kill me

Saw my friends at a party

Heard a record that I loved

Making the good of a bad year

Take what has fallen

With what's held above