The Optimist
I’m the rust in the ring
I’m the tears running down your face
Oh, I’m the blood is rushing through your veins
I’m the numb is pushing out the pain
Whatever I am to you that’s fine
Whatever I am to you that’s fine
But I hope that your children get’s to know my name
And I hope that your heart can figure out the pain
I hope I hope
You won’t let it got to waste
I hope I hope
I’m a flare in the Sun
I’m the damadged that’s been done
Oh, I’m a ghost in the night
I’m the darkest shade of the light
Whatever I am to you that’s fine
Whatever I am to you that’s fine
But I hope that your children gets to know my name
And I hope that your heart can figured out the pain
And I hope I hope
You wont let it go to waste
I hope I hope
But it takes time
To fix it up
Though I pick up all the pieces out the dust
It takes time
To fix it up
Though I pick up all the pieces out the dust, there’s nothing left of us
I hope that children gets to know my name
But I hope that your heart can figure out the pain
I hope I hope
You won’t let it go to waste
I hope I hope