The hope is gone
It’s no surprise
We thought in the dark
We’d be fireflies
But all dreams
Are made of lies
Oops! There goes the busted bubble
Isn’t the feeling nice?
The silver lining
Just blends with the grey
As all ends
Begin to fray
Oh stop
I’m done
Your complaining
Isn’t fun
BECAUSE
Sometimes lies should be told
You never know when they become your truth
You are your own master
You are your own sleuth
So if the silver lining’s
Been painted to grey
just take a bit of white
And wipe it away
Cause the hope is here to stay
Surprise surprise
In the dark
We are fireflies