Tired Pony

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 our last.
Now they've closed down the old bar, this town's like an empty box.
Well they can't have got that far ‘cause I still see some swinging locks.
When falling feels like flying there's a dangerous hope,
cause the ground comes at you faster than you 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.