Don’t feel like the sun’s coming up Don’t feel like it’s gonna get better
I can’t keep promises
I forget beeing seventeen
Hard times comes to your troubled son
Hope is the last thing that he needs
Hope is a candle that feeds
Off the air till it leaves almost nothing
Gotta stay
Gonna stay
Gonna stay
Can’t stay
Hope only got us so far
And the saddest thing
As the wind blows your hair
Are the seeds of our nothing