Letra de Things Could Be Better
A last cigarette in the blazing heat The perfume of trash drifts down the lower east And around this time, it first crossed my mind ...perhapsThings could be better Than we could imagineA cut without blood, left me free Like yesterday's stales, fresh from the bakery And all of the time, it was on my mind ...perhapsThings could be better Than we could imagineTo end up loved or lost it's all the same to me...The only place left that will let us in For a few hours sleep as the laundry spins And all of this time my mind was on fire ...thinking perhapsThings could be better Than we could imagine Things could be better Than we could imagine Things could be better Than we could imagine Trying to survive, 'til the music plays...