Even On A Bad Day

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Still as steam above the dash
High as phone lines off the ground
Did I forget the desperate days
When all I wanted was the sound

That even on a bad day the next train is home
Even when the January sky is grey it still looks like gold to me
A pocket full of daydreams and loose change
But never is it too late or too strange
Just put one foot in front of the other

Trembling hands release their grip
Green printed promises fall free
Four hundred ways to save a life
A prayer is answered on the street

One by one the taxis leave
We are the same when we believe
That on a dime it all can turn
You’re never too far to return

Lift your voice up make it heard
After all you know the words
Give it everything you’ve got
It’s just enough


 - January 2016 -