There’s no comfort you can give;

Just stop trying if you please.

There’s no guarantee that this world

Will not bring me to my knees.

And grin and laugh so kindly

As it pulls the hammer back.

While I sit in blank rememberance

Of the useful traits I lack.

When the walls are comin’ down

Then where will you be?

Instilling false hope in some youngster

Now that you’ve forgotten me?

But though the sun has set

Not all my light has gone.

Even as I turn to see you

Pack your bags and carry on.

And if your travels bring you

To a place that you once knew.

Babe, you just keep on a movin’

Your chance is well past due.

Nah I don’t mind the truth.

I don’t know where I’ll end.

Just don’t tell me to be hopeful.

There are some things you can’t mend.