Teksty: Amos Lee. Last Days At the Lodge. Better Days.

The darkness has always been
The world was born into a blanket of sin
When all the faith's been gone
Still we found a reason to carry on

Through the worry, worry, worry
Caught in an endless maze
Oh, when the lights go out all that I can think about
Is how we've seen better days

And lover lately I've been thinking I might leave you
As you're surrounded by these fools who do deceive you
Yes our past is wretched true but I'm still in love with you
And that's why I am still refusing to give in to

All this worry, worry, worry
Caught in an endless maze
But when the lights go out all that I can think about
Is how we've seen better days

Where do we go from here
While we're all so consumed by fear?
Well, I'm trying not to be suspicious towards, I'm suspicious of
I'm trying to crack open this angry heart and find a little love

Still I worry, worry, worry
Caught in an endless maze
When the lights go out all that I can think about
Is how we've seen better days
Yeah, when the lights go out all that I can dream about
Is how, we've seen better days