Ain't so Bad Songtext
von Brite Lines

There hasn′t been a day in nine whole months
I haven't thought of you first upon waking up
And I′m more than pretty sure I can't take any more
A lot of things have changed since then
My city, my job, my car, the emotional space I'm in
So can you leave me again

I′ve got friends that try to comfort me
They say, "You′ve got to approach it philosophically"
Maybe being a snail ain't so bad, yeah
No, it′s fine with me


So while the sparrow sings its sweet melody
And flies away out of reach of me
I will build my trails and trim my sails
And when the sun goes down
And the sky fills with stars
And the air grows cold
I won't have to go far
To find my bed
I′ll just pull in my head

I've got friends that try to comfort me
They say, "You′ve got to approach it philosophically"
Maybe being a snail ain't so bad, yeah
No, it's fine with me

I′m lucky, I suppose, for learning to fly
For sprouting wings and
Keeping up with my sparrow friends
But all things must end
So I′m reunited with the earth below
I'm making amends, watching the flowers grow
Maybe soon I′ll find flying's far from my mind

I′ve got friends that try to comfort me
They say, "You've got to approach it philosophically"
Maybe being a snail ain′t so bad, yeah
Maybe being a snail ain't so bad, yeah
No, it's fine with me