The Optimist - The Funeral Portrait

Oh how I’ve longed for silence

(You were calling for evening)

You won’t believe the year I’ve has

(It falls) behind these pulsing eyelids (Here it is)

I saw the truth, the ever-haunting truth

Dear one

(I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now)

I am opening myself for you

My bones ache from any vibration

(I will never forgive myself)

No one else could show me how

It’s almost over now)

The lies I’ve kept to vindicate

Relapse to self destruction

To save myself I imitate a man of pure devotion

Dissect my palms to simulate a fragment of emotion

Primary urge to mutilate

I’m moving in slow motion

Dear one

(I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now)

I am opening myself for you

My bones ache

(I will never forgive myself)

No one else could show me how

It’s almost over now)

From any vibration

Dear one

(I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now)

I am opening myself for you

Dear one

(I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now)

I am opening myself for you

Dear one

(I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now)

I am opening myself for you

I will never forgive myself

No one could have shown me how

It’s almost over now