It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises,
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I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year.
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The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows,
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wishing I was never here.
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I persevere.
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A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs,
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they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye.
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This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow.
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My heart is on my sleeve,
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and yes I still believe, this New Years Eve,
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will turn out better than before,
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I'm holding on, still holding out,
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until they close the door... on me.
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It's New Years Eve and I feel my insecurities,
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are haunting me like ghosts, this sinking quicksand.
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And then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration,
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a second passes by, yet nothing changes.
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I hate my skin, this grave I'm standing in.
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Another change of years, and I wish I wasn't here.
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A year goes by and I'm staring at my watch again,
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and I dig deep this time,
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for something greater than I've ever been,
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life to ancient wineskins.
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And I was blind but now I see.
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This New Years Eve, something must change me inside,
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I'm crooked and misguided, and tired of being tired.
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This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow.
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My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, in You.
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New Year's Eve
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| Five Iron Frenzy |
