But you had lost a lot of friends
They swam away, not to pretend
It was for the best
The party storms, the embrace
You don’t pick up when I count you down
Am I best left in the past?
So I make a space for things to float
I trim my weeds in search of growth
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There I go, making a show
Of myself again
I’m still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
A symbol of relief
You were a good man
You were the best
The pills, they cure, they keep at bay
Instead of black, my days are grey
(You were a good man)
So I put my faith in what’s to come
For it’s the thing you would have done
(You were the best)
If I couldn’t have it all, I wanted nothing
If I couldn’t have the depths of you
There I go, making a show
Of myself again
I’m still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
A symbol of relief
You were a good man
You were the best
Now you’re less than a memory
You’re an echo now, fake facsimile
They say hope is something to give yourself
But it’s not the same, I don’t know how to get over you
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of Things Yet To Come Lyrics