Good Mourning (They Can't Break You Now)

There’s a soft sound sighing in the sycamores
You harbinger of mourning
Good morning
They can’t break you now
You were lovin' in the ruins of a 909
You came without no warning
Good morning
They can’t break you now
You were lost out out on 5th Street
On the wrong side of history
You sing like just like before
Not on your life
Not anymore, no
She wears her heart on the bumper of her CRV
And her sleeves are torn and tattered
No matter
They can’t break you now
The suicidal writers taught you how to live
When you couldn’t get no sadder
No matter
They can’t break you now
Then she told you you were handsome
As the night slipped through the transom
Just begging you to say
«Take all your things and let’s get away now»
And all you are is all you have to be anymore (3x)
You were living downstairs in your cap and gown
Your foreign mausoleum
You’ve seen 'em
They can’t break you now
What cares the world for the name of kings
When your golden crown has faded?
You made it
They can’t break you now
Just getting used to the feeling
Like your head’s up on the ceiling
Just take it like a man
I knew you could
I know you can now
Getting used used to the feeling
Like your head’s up on the ceiling
Just take it like a man
I knew you could
I know you can now