Better Days Songtext
von Average Joey
Better Days Songtext
I awake to the bad news
A little worse than yesterday
Everything′s changing so fast
But nothing ever seems to change
Sometimes I try to plead innocence
But Eden's tree bares a fruit so sweet
I am grateful for our fall from grace
With the joy comes the grief
With the doubt comes belief
The void cannot be avoided
What will cure our dis-ease?
The people that we love
I believe are enough
On my better days
I′m blank starin' in the kitchen
Wishin' that things were different
I′ve been conditioned by these conditions
To accept contradiction and reject my convictions
I′d be please to plead ignorance
But I have felt Heaven in your song
And I have trudged through the depths of Hell
When a sense of isolation won't leave me alone
But my faith will not be easily shaken
As long as there′s stories to be told
And beauty to behold
That's the only creed that I need
On my better days
If the prophets are right and life is suffering
If we are truly doomed
I′d like a chance at one last dance
I'd like to get good at suffering with you
We spend so much time in our heads
I think we are going out of our minds
But our hearts keep on beating
Despite taking a beating
While we′re raging against the machine
Or the dying of the light
I still have faith
In a fate worth fighting for
Call it futile
Call it pious naivety
But I still believe
That we shall be free
On my better days
A little worse than yesterday
Everything′s changing so fast
But nothing ever seems to change
Sometimes I try to plead innocence
But Eden's tree bares a fruit so sweet
I am grateful for our fall from grace
With the joy comes the grief
With the doubt comes belief
The void cannot be avoided
What will cure our dis-ease?
The people that we love
I believe are enough
On my better days
I′m blank starin' in the kitchen
Wishin' that things were different
I′ve been conditioned by these conditions
To accept contradiction and reject my convictions
I′d be please to plead ignorance
But I have felt Heaven in your song
And I have trudged through the depths of Hell
When a sense of isolation won't leave me alone
But my faith will not be easily shaken
As long as there′s stories to be told
And beauty to behold
That's the only creed that I need
On my better days
If the prophets are right and life is suffering
If we are truly doomed
I′d like a chance at one last dance
I'd like to get good at suffering with you
We spend so much time in our heads
I think we are going out of our minds
But our hearts keep on beating
Despite taking a beating
While we′re raging against the machine
Or the dying of the light
I still have faith
In a fate worth fighting for
Call it futile
Call it pious naivety
But I still believe
That we shall be free
On my better days
Writer(s): Joseph Schuller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

