Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Hope grows between cracks in the asphalt

 In the downtown ghetto streets that contour

 The government housing intentions of my heart

 And no one notices the daisies don't care

 About gang related violence

 As long as they get enough air and water and sun

 They're all just fine

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

 Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

 There's a man down here somewhere between

 The Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines

 He's raising the dead in the graveyards

 Where we've laid down our dreams

 His name is Hope

Verse 2

Hope stands high on the fifteenth floor

 On a Christmas tree perched about the ledge of a fortress

 Of steel that's trying too hard to be somebody's home

 As it sees my attention from I-85 though the throws of the day

Were still writhing inside

 I lifted my head as I drove home that night and knew

Everything was gonna be fine

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

 Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

 There's a man down here not worried or afraid

 That some politician forgot all the promises he made

 And he's raising the dead in the graveyards

 Where we've laid down our dreams

 His name is Hope

Verse 3

Can you hear him outside he's been singing all night

 He's saying when you gonna come out from behind

 These paper thin walls, your cardboard box realities

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

 Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

 There's a man down here not worried or afraid

 That some politician forgot all the promises he made

 And he's raising the dreams in the graveyards

 Where we've laid down our DEAD

 His name is Hope

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