Good Day

I clawed my way from the darkest hole And dragged my body with me Sucking dirt from my broken nails In attempts to look clean And by the gutters of the high street I sat down and I wept til I was heaving Feeling all this dirt run down my face and hands Let them see exactly where I came from I just need a good day today A good day someday Help me find good days from now Sometimes I think I was built to drown - nothing feels as easy All these years, the danger and the dark Always beckoning What if this is all there is And I spent all my days feeling this way? What a fucking mistake, a waste. A blessing - 'cause at least I've got the here and the now. I just need a good day today A good day someday Help me find good days from now And I crush a flower in my hand To feel something capitulate beneath me After years in the black I need it too A piece of power to see me through Begin anew.