Hope is last to die
Even when you know it’s a lie
Wanting more we cling and claw and try
To feel alive
Photos in a draw
Memories that still feel raw
When we were young we laughed out loud
And drank till we were plowed
Another train passes through this town
How I wish this place would just burn down
Another winter another spring
There’s little hope for anything
It’s a rainy day
Remember we used to go outside and play
Watch the leaves float down the street
And then go down the drain
Lines around our eyes
With a past we can’t revise
We were silly happy things
Pretty butterflies with wings
Another year passes through this town
Gray hair gray sky gray all around
Another summer, another fall
How I wish I could just forget it all
Here you are my friend
I’ll be there until the bitter end
Your still there behind those eyes
A smile, a joke, still wise
Hope is last to die
Even when you know it’s a lie
In the end we cling and claw and try
To stay alive