Lyrics

[Verse 1] Trying to remember the very last time I felt a simple thing going past Was it the day in north Georgia You were trying to take her back? She sees the day lilies for sale sign And the tears spring to her eyes You turn the car around And you're headed back down that track [Verse 2] She's had a heart attack but the bottle of Jack Sits on the counter like the devil she knows And he beats her up as she fills her cup Thе embers of a dying fire glow See how shе looked in her school yearbook Her friends signed the margins all around Oh, would you stay in touch? You know I miss you so much I hope we get out of this town [Chorus] Every day that you get up and force your cards Playing your story in fits and starts You take your prospects and your pickaxe And you trudge down to the stream And you bloody your hands digging for your dream [Verse 3] I went looking for the answers from someone I heard Believes that life gets easier And you learn how to breathe And you learn how to grieve your past You study the masters and their books Giving in to the barbs and hooks 'Til you accept it with grace When your true love doesn't last [Chorus] Every day that you get up and force your cards You're playing your story in fits and starts You take your prospects and your pickaxe And you trudge down to the stream And you bloody your hands digging for your dream Every day that you get up and force your cards You're playing your story in fits and starts You take your prospects and your pickaxe And you trudge down to the stream And you bloody your hands digging for your dream [Outro] Take your prospects and your pickaxe and you trudge down Take your prospects and your pickaxe and you trudge down Take your prospects and your pickaxe and you trudge down