The Great Optimist

Lyrics

You know you did everything right Tried to be dependable every time So it's hard to understand why You're the one who should find it harder to sleep at night Getting needled by the thought That you may have been mistaken all along While you wait, wait and wait for a call But the phone, it doesn't cry from its cradle at all At all At all It would be something if If somehow, after this You could still call yourself The Great Optimist So you find somewhere to be Where you don't feel you're caught in between And where you won't get crushed by the counterweight It's gonna buckle under the strain of all your disbelief And light comes through the leaves Like bandits shooting at your feet And indeed, there's honour among thieves But the good guys always win, you say, eventually Eventually, huh Eventually It would be something if If somehow, after this You could still call yourself... It would be something if If somehow, after this You could still call yourself The Great Optimist