How can I describe the year?
Forfeit to the fog and hibernation and long lucid dreams fighting boredom
Illustrating mad fatigue
Every day a blank page off the record
I finally learned, life is precious

Dammit and the old man died
Dammit and the pundit lied
Dammit and a culture cancelled everything

In a house broken doors, none of us remember feeling sure
A year with an encore of uncertainty
I never thought I'd miss the work?
Sick of writing songs bout being in prison
I hеard you got out and went back inside

Remеmber when you earned your keep?
Now you drink yourself to sleep
Well, it's a good year to forget

And now the music's done (A hymn for no one)
The sound's rudimentary, unfulfilled, unsung
That tale is over now (A hymn for no one)
There's a blank check coming in the mail
It's all a blur now. It's all a blur now
Now I have a blank receipt
I'm not really sure I've learned a thing
How can we pretend?
The signs were everywhere

Dammit and the old man died
Dammit and the whole world caught on fire
Well, it's a good year to forget
It's a good year to forget