Better Than This - We Still Dream

I think about you all the time

Pray to God that you’ll be fine

You’re better than this

Dillusioned with ambition from a cloud of your prescriptions

Your brain it makes the distance while your feet just stand in place

So basically the faith in me that somehow still transcends

Into you and only through my hope that you can change

I pray to whoever listens, that lonely chair that you sit in

Hits you like a ton of bricks, and I can finally stop being worried sick of it

all

You stay secluded in your shadow’s silhouette

It’s a shade that you made, through years of your regrets

Always these questions that ring inside my head

«what's the last promise that you’ve made, and the last promise that you’ve

kept?»

I reminisce on how as kids we’d sit and talk for days

We told each other that we’d brothers, and everything would be okay

At least I hope so

If only you could see

The man behind those bones

Then maybe you would speak

To the kids you left alone