Angry seeds were planted in our garden
And screaming trees were screaming at the ground
Bitter weeds were creeping through the flagstones
As you looked out of our despairing house
You turned to me, and you said
Hope is not hopeless
Hope is not hopeless
Despondent dreams are all I seem to have now
And when I wake my eyes are two dark windows
On the other side of a damp and filthy bedroom
And as I looked out of our despairing house
It occurred to me, what you said
Hope is not hopeless
Hope is not hopeless
Hope is not hopeless
Hope is not hopeless