In cover of a dazzling full moon I pace in the hall 
Rendered harmless by the memory 
Of what I used to be 
Night's soon over 
I dread another sunrise
The pain of knowing 
I might have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromise
'Cause the healing hand belongs to the living
And I am no longer 
The world is the same without me 
I'm no longer
When I leave I'll feel a soft asuagement
And with minimal manliness
I'll bow to hail the light
When night's over
I'll sink into oblivion
But still I will remember
I could have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromise
'Cause the healing hand belongs to the living
And I am no longer 
The world is the same without me 
I'm no longer