Good Year

I thought that I saw you
Driving your car through
The back parking lot
Where we used to shop
I said I was fine
I'm finding I’m not

I wander the aisles
Stare at the cereal for a while
Thought I heard you calling my name
The days, they came and went
All my time was spent with my head down

How do I start letting it go?
How will it end?
When will I know?
Don’t want to stay down
But scared of the fall
I’m a balancing act
That’s all

Been speaking in tongues
It’s touch and it’s go
With nowhere to run
And nothing to show
When I fall apart, nobody knows
It’s all spinning around me
I’ve got nothing to ground me

I went to the house
It all looks the same
The baby blue couch
The photoless frames
And I’m just outside
And nothing is clear
My nose to the glass
And I can still hear you say

It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good year
It’ll be a good, good, good, good year