That year I lost a lot of friends
They span away, not to return
It was for the best
The party stalls, the embrace ends

You don´t pick up when I come to your town
Am I best left in the past?
So I make a space for things to flow
I trim my leaves in search of growth
I´m okay with it

There I go, making a show
Of myself again
I´m still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
Somewhere underneath

You were a good man
You were the best

The pills don´t cure, they keep at bay
Instead of black, my days are grey
(You were a good man)

So I put my faith in what´s to come
For it´s the thing you would have done
(You were the best)
If I couldn´t have it all, I wanted nothing
If I couldn´t have the depths of you

There I go, making a show
Of myself again
I´m still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
Somewhere underneath

You were a good man
You were the best

Now you´re less than a memory
You´re an echo now, faint facsimile
You said hope is something you give yourself

But it´s not the same
I don´t know how to get over you

Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come