Lyrics Paul Dempsey - The Great Optimist

Y'know you did everything right
Tried to be dependable every time,
So it's hard to understand why
You're the one who should find it harder to sleep at night

And get needled by the thought
That you may have been mistaken all along,
While you wait, wait and wait for a call
But the phone, it doesn't cry from its cradle at all
At all
At all

It would be something if
If somehow after this
You could still call yourself - the great optimist

So you find somewhere to be
Where you don't feel you're caught in between
And where you won't get crushed by the counterweight
That's gonna buckle under the strain of all your disbelief

And light comes through the leaves
Like bandits shooting at your feet
And indeed, there's honour among thieves
And the good guys always win - you say, eventually
Eventually
Eventually

It would be something if
If somehow after this
You could still call yourself -

It would be something if
If somehow after this
You could still call yourself - the great optimist