You've seen the night,
My transgressions,
They know that every word I've said,
Follows a line,
Through my confessions,
The truth is I'm already dead.
A solitary being,
Clutching hold of light,
Tomorrow is another day,
Then I'll set things right.
In the mean time, carry on,
I'll be there before too long.
These spindle legs have atrophied,
So hard to give a damn,
But still we push on,
Can't take much more,
I'll carry you in my heart.
A solitary being,
Clutching hold of light,
Tomorrow is another day,
Then I'll set things right.
In the end we are alone,
And because we accept this,
Nothing can be done,
To ever stop this.
Put one foot forward, in front of the other, and take my mind away...
From this solitude, unite the two, me and you.
The everlasting, and the fortitude,
In this existential universe.
In the end we are all alone,
And there's nothing we can do.