The Good Book

You were saved by the good book
 I was saved by the half full glass
 So come on take a good look
 'Cause this party will be your last
 And they've closed down the old bar
 This town's like an empty box
 Well, they can't have got that far
 'Cause I can still see some swing in the box
 When falling feels like flying there's a dangerous hope
 'Cause the ground comes at you faster than you'd think
 And lurking in the shadows with the bears and wolves
 Is where you feel the most at home these days
 When you called I was screening
 It confused me to hear your voice
 It was like I was dreaming
 And the ten years became a noise
 I could barely remember
 Just enough to open the wounds
 In the darkest December
 I can howl at the early moon
 When falling feels like flying there's a dangerous hope
 'Cause the ground comes at you faster than you'd think
 And lurking in the shadows with the bears and wolves
 Is where you feel the most at home these days
 Is where you feel the most at home these days