Empty
The National Forest
3:37I am not a good man I haven’t even done the best I can But I want to Does that count for something? You get nothing Nothing from Nothing And soul is just a longing for redemption Soul is just a longing for redemption My intention is not dissention You, you rolled me and sold me It’s not like you never told me But I loved you Does that count for nothing Where there’s love Could there still be something? And soul is just a longing for redemption Soul is just a longing for redemption My intention is not dissention And vague remembrances lead to nothing more Than a child crying behind a cold, locked door If it please you, find me again We can talk of love and life and friends And tell stories Always half-remembered A touch of May As we face December And soul is just a longing for redemption Soul is just a longing for redemption My intention is not dissention