Good Grief

They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past
 I got snow in my pockets
 Went down again head first
 Laced drill bits to my pointe shoes
 Pirouette through the hardwood to paydirt
 Night falls, day breaks; time
 Has a funny kind of violence and I'm
 Tryna keep in mind
 It can't leave you the way it finds you
 Good grief:
 I've heard people say it
 What a phrase, what a state to be in
 But I don't know where they go to get get
 That feeling
 Good grief
 And my knees stay clean
 Not much for praying
 I do my own stunts and my own saving
 But there's something amiss
 Something I been missing maybe maybe
 They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past
 They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past
 This time my best wasn't good enough
 Well, fuck, usually it is
 And the air got a little rough
 Took out the fuselage, the engine, and both wings
 But I'm willing to work for this
 Just show me where to dig
 And I'm ready to hurt for this
 I know exactly what this is
 Good grief
 I want that good grief
 The one that heals me
 That leaves me clarified by fire
 When I'm burned clean
 Tempered by light and heat
 Ah, by the dead of morning
 I'll be better for it
 And then fortified I'll rise
 Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne
 Wings are broken but I feel no pain
 It's real today, I know this feeling, let it rain
 They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past
 They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past
 And secrets don't like to be kept
 All mine jumped over the fence
 I guess I should be upset
 But I'm in my nightgown on the lawn
 Thinking, better that they're gone
 I've been afraid of this so long
 It's a relief when it goes wrong
 'Cause I'm here now, and asking
 Melt me down, recast me burn me clean
 Like glass from sandy ground
 'Cause I'm here now, and asking
 Melt me down, recast me burn me clean
 Like glass from sandy ground
 They say there's good grief
 But how can you tell it from the bad?
 Maybe it's only in the fact
 Good grief's the one that's in your past