Hope in the Air
There is a man that I knowFor seventeen years, he never spokeguess he had nothing to sayhe opened his mouth on judgment day
I listened with all of my mightBut was scared by the look in his eyeslike he'd already lost the fightand there was no hope ever in sight
no hope in the airno hope in the waternot even for meyour last serving daughter
why fear deathbe scared of livingOur hearts are small and ever thinningthere is no hope ever of winningoh, why fear deathbe scared of living
I have seen men provokedand I have seen lives revokedand I looked at my life and I chokedAnd from there, no more ever I spoke
I can't give up that quickmy life is a candle and a wickyou can put it out, but you can't break it downin the end we are waiting to be lit
there's hope in the airthere's hope in the waterbut sadly, not meyour last serving daughter
a friend is a friend foreverand a good one will never leave, neverbut you've never been south of what rolls off your mouthyou will never understand the ever
you speak minds handed down to youby the lies handed down by your truthyour angels that dance at your wallwill mask your scrambling youth
I forgave you, your shortcomingsand ignored your childish behaviorlaid a kiss on your headand before I left said, "stay away from fleeting favor."
there's hope in the airthere's hope in the waterbut sadly, not meyour last serving daughter
pick up your rope, Lordsling it to meif we are to battle, I must not be weakand give us your strength, Lordworld and your food and your wateroh, I am your savioryour last serving daughter
there's hope in the airthere's hope in the waterbut sadly, not meyour last serving daughter
there's hoping in the airthere's hope in the waterbut no hope for meyour last serving daughter