Keep Your Chin Up

keep your chin up (misunderstood)
well there are no pills left to swallow
the bitterest part's gone down
no brick road left to follow
'cause the storm's blown through town
and i am sifting through old postcards
i filed inside my head
where islands glow like ruby shoes
and you meant every word you said
so kansas, keep your chin up
the good witch is still around
and i am packing up the postcards
and getting out of town
we were trapped inside a camera
convex and upside down
i could not save us from it
the sky was burned and browned
it was curling at the edges
as the fire destroyed it all
and all that kept us on the ledge, dear,
was the memory of the fall
so adam, keep your chin up
i am taking all the blame
and i will bury all the apple cores
and leave you your good name
and there are no wicked witches here
just fairy tales unlearned
princes off their horses
happy endings spurned
in favor of some sad post-modern finish
to our tale
postcards trapped in bottles
and ships that don't set sail
so sweetheart, keep your chin up
i admit it's all my fault
the postcards all are water-logged
and the ship has filled with salt
and every postcard held a little lie
that was meant to glue this shut
but i forgot to fix myself dear,
and it was me who fell apart.