Something so inviting first thing in the morning
I'm as equally frightened by the end of the day
I got sand in my pockets, It kinda weighs me down
But I'm happy and holy and free

Smoke in my belly, A drink in my lungs
I may not be an addict but I'm turning into one
I got a voice in my pocket, It kinda weighs me down
But I'm happy and homely and free
Happy, lonely, and free

There's just one way I need to be
I took what you said and I put it on its feet
If this is the day just let it beat, like the heart goes

Just because I'm sad don't mean that I'm unhappy
Because I'm a sinner don't mean I aint a saint
So I stay under my covers longing for another
But I'm happy and lonely and free

Where do I count today
I'm closing it down today
Today…

The next day begins where the last one had ended
What do I do with a job that can't be done
I put sand in my pockets to kind of weigh me down