The Embers – Is It Wrong To Not Believe In Giving Flowers? lyrics

I find occasional joy in joyous occasions
Like salt to these reopened cuts and abrasions
But I couldn't care less about caring anymore
I only speak when I'm spoken to, thoughts left in hiding
Cause all I can really hear is myself sighing
And I'm forever staring out of open doors

But what about the good times stuck in the back of my mind
Trying to tell me that everything is gonna be allright
I guess it's understood that all great things must end
And I don't think I'll ever get to see the other side

Is it wrong to not believe in giving flowers
Because they don't survive the painstaking hours
In which they continually wilt away and die
Please drown all my hope in a bath of peroxide
Stir it up, pour it all over my eyes
In a worthwhile attempt to block out what is to come

But what about the good times stuck in the back of my mind
Trying to tell me that everything is gonna be allright
I guess it's understood that all great things must end
And I don't think I'll ever get to see the other side

My glass was half empty, (or much less)
But now I'm an optimist (let's not look to the past)
Heaven will be so much greater
Than any of this (none of this compares)
Stick it out, survive the days (believe)
Until something greater comes along (and it will come)
Happiness will flood in (let me drown)
On the glorious day of my death
(This was hopeless, but now I strive, so aspiring and alive
Time moves slowly, anxiously my heart will wait here)
I can't complain...I can't complain...Thank you, Jesus.