The Good Book (Tired Pony)

You were saved by the good book I was saved by the half full glass So come on take a good look Cause this party will be our last Now they've closed down the old bar This town's like an empty box Well they can't have got that far Cause I can still see some swinging locks When falling feels like flying there's a dangerous hope Cause the ground comes at you faster than you think And lurking in these shadows with the bears and wolves Is where you feel the most at home these days When you called I was screening It confused me to hear your voice It was like I was dreaming And the ten years became a noise That I could barely remember Just enough to open the wounds And in the darkest December I can howl at the early moon When falling feels like flying there's a dangerous hope Cause the ground comes at you faster than you think And lurking in these shadows with the bears and wolves Is where you feel the most at home these days Is where you feel the most at home these days