(R.J. JohnsonGuineyReedy)

Staring down the walls, with your empty hands

never forced you to feel anything

stealing back the time and all the innocence of everything

has finally made you see... it's finally made you believe.

we seem fortunate for pain

and stale goodnights

I've been sitting here thinking for days

so fortunate for change

wrapped around the nights, with all your emptiness

you'll see the face you believe in anyway

giving back the time and all the innocence of everything

has finally made you see... it's finally made you believe

that we're fortunate for change

with the stale goodnights

I've been sitting here thinking four days

we're fortunate for pain

stale goodnights

fortunate for change

you're always bringing me down...

you're bringing me to drown

ending all the pain of never being here

has finally forced you to feel for a change

giving back the walls with your empty hands

has finally mad you see... you'll never want to leave

we're fortunate for pain

and stale goodnights

I've been sitting here thinking for days

we're fortunate for pain

you're always bringing me down