Lost Amsterdam - Good Day for Losing Lyrics

I'm still in bed but it feels like work
Unanswered texts far out of reach
Still so much life left to shed and shirk
Or to draw on that half-true memory

The sun a-cloud, the grass so warm
A glass of wine, a taste of home
Your hair weighed tons upon my shoulder when
You chuckled, "I'm lost but then again
Girl, what a good day for losing

Let's raise a glass to those who's lives are made
Let's raise a finger in each hand
Let's let the threads of dreams be unspun
And just let up and be undone"

We lie so autobiographically
Galling truths are out of mode
While all the angels are stuck in traffic
Legally it's time we take the roads
When you go back you'll hear me call
Girl, what a good day for losing