Lyrics Eric Martin

Eric Martin

Better Day

Don't think I'm ready to die just yet

Down on Sweet Romaine

Gotta see those crimson colors fly

Grab another fist full of rain

And I never really thought about the better days

Or how the old men got so set in their ways

Invisible cities with invisible lives

So easy to ignore

The sun

It won't give up its light

It's waiting for a better day

And I

Can't stand another night

Waiting for a better day

Old men tell their stories

Tie em' up with 12 bar blues

(But) little boy lost keeps on dancin'

To the crazy rhythm of the broom

And I never really thought about the better days

I must've missed it when I turned away

Kathy's clown and the brothers two

Keep playin' in my head

The sun

It won't give up its light

It's waiting for a better day

And I

Can't stand another night

Waiting for a better day

Solo

This is my letter to the world

The world that never wrote to me

Sweet mothers majesty

Greetings – it's just me

Down on Sweet Romaine

The sun

It won't give up its light

It's waiting for a better day

And I

Can't stand another night

Waiting for a better day

The sun

It won't give up its light

It's waiting for a better day

And I

Can't stand another night

Waiting for a better day