I had hope
the halfway point in between progress and alone
Forever more
I am a faded sweatshirt you forgot
was hanging on the closet door
But its all right its not the point
You end up at treating everyday like it could be your last
One day it will, one day it will
And we'll all praise you at your funeral
for this life you tried to build
Spent all my life
waiting for a moment to come
To come
Walking single file
waiting for a moment to come
But it wont
I'm halfway to happy now
And I always mistake it for progress
For progress
Morning comes
Your bed's a safe place
Your eyelids blocking pain but standing in the way
Stay off the brink
Come whatever may
Hope for the best, but okay with anything
Let's get a life
Allow ourselves to change
Don't be convinced everything will stay the same
You're beaten down
Like everyone
But can a person make a difference
if he never makes a sound
I've spent all my life
waiting for a moment to come
To come
Walking single file
waiting for a moment to come
But it won't
I'm halfway to happy now
And I always mistake it for progress
For progress
For progress
Artist: Robert Pollard
Artist: Guy Davis
Artist: Chuck Mead