Thank God I'm back in my car And driving home, and driving home Cause the air was thin and so cold Back in there It was my first time Won't be my last time And the questions rise Expectations fall In light of it all
There aren't words to say, Words aren't remembered The presence is A good friend once told me And he was there, he was there She wasn't there And it's not fair, it's not fair
What crimes have you committed Demanding such penance That couldn't wait for five more minutes And I cry for help Cause this room is so peaceful And this room is so quiet And I hate the silence And I can't walk The center aisle
I've been here for over three hours Behind the flowers So beautiful and young And so alive And so in need of someone, Someone to talk to them Cause theirs are fragile lives
What crimes have you committed Demanding such penance That couldn't wait for five more minutes And I cry for help Cause this room is so peaceful And this room is so quiet And I hate the silence And I can't walk The center aisle
I think about my brother And how I just stood there My hands in my pockets, And my heart in my throat
Thank god I'm back in my car And driving home, and driving home But in that place I leave All my days I've taken life for granted And the words I wrote for her And my best friend crying And a young girl lying On all our hearts
What crimes have you committed Demanding such penance That couldn't wait for five more minutes And I cry for help Cause this room is so peaceful And this room is so quiet And I hate the silence And I can't walk The center aisle