Far out on the blue line
Spring is coming, it's cold as hell
Life is feeling like a wishing well
Dirty water and pennies
Cheekbones, teeth and lips of
Your famous smile fades away
Sad like Walmart Christmas day
A dream dead for too many
Brush the tears back from your eyes
Cause this ain't no curtain call
When you're broken and you find
There is no easy way to fall
Here's to good goodbyes
You were my Apollo in a wave of wool
Promised land where we could easily go
The door was always open
Time and time again
A memory of you, dear friend
So well worn it feels worn in
Let your mind run wild
So brush the tears back from your eyes
Cause this ain't no curtain call
When you're broken and you find
There is no easy way to fall