He isn't there He's never there
nor am I
There must be more a little more
before I die
Another language
Another feeling
Another tearing at my heart
They will inspire me
They will not send me
They will not pull my world apart
The truth in love that we no longer know
Another way to say I have to go
I used to walk in search of life
But then I ran
We do our best to screw things up
because we can
It's in ourselves this desolation
this endless tearing at the soul
And we accept it
It's all too easy
It makes us feel we're in control
We are simply hanging on to try
We don't know where we are
We don't know why
Another language till now unspoken
Another life and another chance
A spark of passion to burn within me
Another round of final dance
Though there is sensation flying by
A reason to make sense
Before I die