Your bright and shining star fell a little short of glory
And left you wondering where you are, where you are
While you`re down there in the trenches, trying to pick up all the pieces
As you`re sifting through the ashes, beware: the past is buried there
And it`s a, a good day
It`s a, a good day
Yeah, it`s a good day here, now.
It`s hard to make amends with crimes that have no rhyme or reason
Well, how could you know where to begin, where to begin
While you`re down there in the trenches, trying to pick up all the pieces
As you`re sifting through the ashes, beware: the past is buried there.
And it`s a good day
It`s a, a good day
It`s a, a good day
A good day
It`s a good day
Yeah, it`s a good day here, now.
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