Clear

as a child i recall i had once believed

i would die before i reached seventeen

seventeen i remember i faced the truth

when i understood your prophecy was confused

when all is done there is little that can guide everyone along

the faltered line you mumbled on the day you left us behind

nothing is clear though you promised me you'd be here

you promised me

nothing is clear though you promised me

you promised me that you'd be here

nothing is clear though you promised me you'd be here

you promised me

though nothing was clear

as a child hope is what keeps us young

like a fuel it will burn until you are strong

if you're weak you'll never see past the day

like a cynic you will probably feel betrayed

if one thing's clear there is certainly little of value here

and when we die inevitably we're leaving all this behind

nothing is clear though you promised me you'd be here

you promised me

nothing is clear though you promised me

you promised me that you'd be here

nothing is clear though you promised me you'd be here

you promised me

though nothing was clear