You live for times of solace Within a sign there's a promise, Don't lose all faith cause you shake at night It's in the art of the process.
In another rhyme beyond this place. The healing's fast enough... Done a thousand times a thousand ways until You've had enough...
It's mercy you're asking for cheating life By taking more it's mercy you're asking for Take my life or give me more... The loss of prize possession to cure the mind's obsession Could trade your soul for that normal life Elite to all objections...
See beyond all tears and broken years your senses giving Up lose all confidence at your expense your courage swallows up.