We stand and look at each other, up in pain in the hell of God's abandoned land, no one knows what day it is.
Or where it goes, now it is after a year, and I understand why it is never enough, do you know?
In my life someone told me that they have tried it before, but they don't know what we are doing.
A generation will find us, even if we are good, running away right now, then there are no more places to go, there is no meaning that is possible again.
Where do you find a light that goes out, if you can't be people or emotion?
The two of our words, our words, and what is it that feels like a word?
I was drawn in the cold of the year, so that's what we did.
I have tried to be true, but we haven't said the truth enough, we haven't done the things we could, we haven't said the words we should.
We stand and look at each other, while the life is running out of us, because we can.
Now we are going to the two places, out of the land of the sky.
Now it is the year, and it is the chance we have, it is everything we get.
I have tried to be true, but we haven't said the truth enough, we haven't done the things we could, we haven't said the words we should.
I have tried to be true, but we haven't said the words we should.
