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 Saw a fox by the railroad Heard my mother's voice on the phone Making the good of a bad year Take what has fallen From what's held above Take what has faded With what has been grown Take what has faded With what has been grown