The tyranny of deterioration
It worries me that it’s all just a waste of time
Taking one step forward, two steps back
Still I believe there’s a thread through the thorns
Yeah I believe that somewhere it’s warm
And I believe that it’s ever bright beyond this black
So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat
The suffering that I see all around
It’s enough to keep me crashing down till I I lie wrecked and reeling from these falls
Still I believe there’s a word in the wire
And I believe there’s a way through the fire
And I believe there’s a joy that blooms beyond these walls
So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat