I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
And if you close your eyes
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settles around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
And if you close your eyes
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Oh-oh, where do we begin?
And the walls kept tumbling down (oh, where do we begin?)
In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?)
Grey clouds roll over the hills (oh, where do we begin?)
Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?)
But if you close your eyes
And if you close your eyes
Oh, how am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?