Sharing our lives now and we'll find a way. Look to me for relief but I'm not here today. We will play. To define the days. Maintain our ways. And suffer this life through in union.
Hell seems to be the place to which we are headed. It's not slipping through It's not going on It escapes. With heavy rain comes laughter. But you don't know what I'm after. A heavy glow falls on her. And in times like these you'd think we'd wonder.
You don't see the life I tried is over before long. You don't read too much I know. You don't see the life I'm trying is over before long. Any old straw she catches after. And here we go once more.