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Here’s to good hopes again
I don’t want to fall down and bust my chin
They’re probably looking just to spite me
But my guitar is all I need

Sometimes, I yearn for the coast
Rumbling underground in some roast
Hope I don’t get shot down by some guys
In a full room, live to their eyes

But I can’t hold my head up high
It gives off too much of a lie
Drop dead, drop dead on the floor
Somebody tell it to stop growling

Here’s to good hopes tonight
I don’t want to wither off and die
Sitting alone at the bar
Trying to find something to take me far

Away from these miserable realities
I find a girl instead of me
This deadbeat town in the middle of somewhere
The dulcimer lighting up the midnight air

These standards are just too high
For my hands to hold on to
I’ll tumble down to the forest floor and be reborn
Get lost in the cacophonous catcalls and rigidity
Be something much more fitting of me
I wasn’t meant to inhabit some carbon body and try to exceed the expectations given to me

Here’s to good hopes face-down
Telling me to let go a loser now
But the light comes in the form of love
At least getting hold of my conscience

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from Day of Truth (year of lies), released August 10, 2011

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