You'll love when you learn to trust it
Pass some wisdom to the lost and found for me
This hope is strong any way I'm walkin
Dread's rope is long and its eyes are stalkin me
I'm an early riser in the dead of summer
And my days are numbered convalescent on the beach
Though the sky won't cave in when the weather comes in
No, the clouds won't follow me
You love the wind but you'll never trust it
Pessimism doesn't have to bother me