Something Good

You see There was nothing left for me Another year of silence And all remained unchanged I counted down the days I counted down the days I counted down the days Then flicked the match away Now they come crawling from the distance Panic-stricken through the blaze Some things just keep dragging on Some things just keep dragging on I smoked them out Can something good come out of this I smoked them out Can something good come out of this I went hunched under their holding For so long they owned me And had me in their grip You see it's easy to conform To peace and comfort And leave it like it is I always left it like it is until I smoked them out Can something good come out of this I smoked them out Can something good come out of this I smoked them out of their hiding just to expose them Wide-eyed and guttered, vaguely remorseful A moment of hope as they spill onto the streets Coughing their blame up right at my feet Nothing will ever happen here Nothing will ever happen here Now you see There was nothing left for me Another year of silence But all remained unchanged I counted down the days I counted down the days I counted down the days Then cleared myself away And as I crumble to my knees Unburdened from my shame I think this has taken way too long This has taken way too long Can something good come out of this Can something good come out of this I smoked them out of their hiding just to expose them Wide-eyed and guttered, vaguely remorseful A moment of hope as they spill onto the streets Coughing their blame up right at my feet I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out I smoked them out