Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Optimism , by - Jarrod Gorbel. Song from the album Ten Years Older EP, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 18.01.2010
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Optimism |
| You, you don’t belong |
| In this prison-like hospital |
| But I feel so responsible |
| And I know you feel ashamed |
| Just show me what you started with, that blade |
| Brought you some clean clothes |
| A calling card for the payphone |
| Magazines, headphones, CDs |
| To grant you a distraction |
| Cause I know there’s no one here to take you home |
| You’ll be alright |
| My sound advice |
| Just hope you know |
| We are done |
| It’s time to move on |
| Losing your voice in the crowded streets |
| Pulsing crunch of machinery |
| Oh so harsh frequency |
| In the city that we love |
| We love, we love, we love, love |
| Paint chipped and scraped |
| Evidence of forced entry |
| Red with disgust, violated |
| Remind me why I love |
| Living in this city I call home |
| Passenger’s side, left open wide |
| Glass scattered about |
| Broken along with my optimism |
| Losing your voice in the crowded streets |
| Pulsing crunch of machinery |
| The oh so harsh frequency |
| In the city that we love |
| We love, we love, we love, love |
| None of your schemes work on me |
| Smoke signals are jokes to see |
| The smell sticks to your clothes |
| It’s on everything I own |
| Like the rain that seeps through the cracks in my rubber soul |