The Hope Comes Again

Oh, you know just where I’ve been, hidden down beneath this skin

The waves and thunder have drawn me under again.

The less you ask, the less you’ll know, an empty glass, a funny joke

It’s ordinary that I can bury my load

I’m just sitting in the moment, hope the moment never ends

If I get tired of the hoping, the hope comes again

It draws me in and casts me out, I have not been down here In a while

But on my shoulder, the monkey smoulders and smiles

And I’m just sitting in the moment, hope the moment never ends

If I get tired of the hoping, the hope comes again

The hope comes again

The hope comes again

And I’m just sitting in the moment, hope the moment never ends

If I get tired of the hoping, the hope comes again

So find yourself someone to cope with and hold them close like it’s the end

And if you’re lost in the moment, the hope comes again