Things Will Get Better

Here on the streets where I was raised
The sun hides behind clouds of rain
And people live their humdrum lives
That I can't understand
How they leave their cares behind so sure

And certain somewhere, there must be someone
Doesn't laugh and point and think it strange
That life is love and cemeteries

Here where the drunken bells just ring
There is something real missing
And when I hear them laugh I say
The joke's on them
But for once I'd like to share a joke
With someone who might understand

That somewhere, there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point and think it strange
That life is love and cemeteries

I could say I'm happy here
I might say happiness is near
But I'll confess with honesty
If someone could confirm

That somewhere, there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point and think it strange
That life is love and cemeteries
That somewhere, there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point and think it strange
That life is love and cemeteries

And things might get better
And things must get better
And things might get better
And things will get better