I am not a good man
I haven't even done the best I can
But I want to
Does that count for something?
You get nothing
Nothing from Nothing
And soul is just a longing for redemption
Soul is just a longing for redemption
My intention is not dissention
You, you rolled me and sold me
It's not like you never told me
But I loved you
Does that count for nothing
Where there's love
Could there still be something?
And soul is just a longing for redemption
Soul is just a longing for redemption
My intention is not dissention
And vague remembrances lead to nothing more
Than a child crying behind a cold, locked door
If it please you, find me again
We can talk of love and life and friends
And tell stories
Always half-remembered
A touch of May
As we face December
And soul is just a longing for redemption
Soul is just a longing for redemption
My intention is not dissention