Snow Day

It’s a bad day
It’s a train ride
It’s a bad day
You’re my medicine
It’s a snow day
It’s a full moon
It’s a snow day
When’d you get down to my bones?
Where’ll I find that wishing stone?
The beads, the records
All the calls, and the drinks alone
First by mind, then by music
You’ll make this all less confusing
It’s a slow dive down
A fast distraction
A strange fall forward
My lame reaction
It’s a bad day
It’s a long ride
It’s a bad day
You’re my medicine
It’s a sinking feeling
Pulls me through the seat of chairs
When will you come rescue me
Find solace, and then take me there?
You say, «You're not too tired for this life
And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice
You’re not too tired for this life
And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice.»
When’d you get down to my bones?
Where’ll i find that wishing stone?
The beads, the records
All the calls, and the drinks alone
It’s a bad day
Two miles to go
It’s a bad day
You’re my medicine
You say, «You're not too tired for this life
And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice
You’re not too tired for this life
And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice.»
You’re my medicine
You’re my medicine
You’re my medicine
You’re my medicine
It’s a long ride