Cynic

These days, I guess I'm a cynic Hard not to be when you keep steppin' in it A better day, I believed in it Call me naive, I really believed in it And I'm not trying to bring you down But the promises, they all sound Like the hollow drum of a kingdom come To its collapse And I'm trying to hold on to hoping But it feels a lot like coping When I swallow hard and bite my tongue And mutter, "This too shall pass" These days, hate is all the rage And lies take the spotlight on every stage Went looking for Love, Found her with Truth They were hangin' around at a bar downtown Called Burden of Proof And I'm not trying to leave my lane But God don't make me beg in vain For the waters to run and justice to come Like a stream at last And I'm trying to hold on to hoping But it feels a lot like coping When you swallow hard and bite your tongue And mutter, "This too shall pass" These days, I guess I'm a cynic Hard not to be when you're so deep in it A better day, I believed in it Call me naive, I really believed in it I wanna believe I wanna believe I wanna believe I wanna believe