Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy I hope she's missing me already Life after this is life after you Felt like the earth was alive

And all that I've lost, and all that I've won Don't mean nothing more when you open your eyes and they're gone We try to stay young, by chasing the sun You blink for too long, the swans sing a song After all we've been told, we're still flesh and bone

Will you show me love as we get older And I'm falling at your feet After thirty years of service and one to fit our need Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat But our older bones are missing But our heart's will never meet There's

I was only joking, my dear Looking for a way to hide my fear What kind of fool was I? I could never win Ever since I was a kid in school I messed around with all the rules Apologized, then realized I'm not different after all Me and the boys thought we

Will you show me love as we get older And I'm falling at your feet After thirty years of service and one to fit our need Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat But our older bones are missing But our heart's will never meet There's

This is my promise to write to you So for you my every word Is the sinking feeling here in my chest I am so far from home but the further away we are the closer I am The closer I feel, the further you get My hands hold on tight to your every word I won't

I feel incapable of Seeing the end Saying it's over Trade our places Take no chances Bind me 'til my lips are silent Stay where you are Ever, after Chasing things that we should run from

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more Put me on the blink I'll sing to him, each spring to him After one whole quart of brandy Like a daisy, I'm awake With no bromo-seltzer handy I don't even shake Men are

Creator as Observer congruent systems collapsing mutating waveforms to become sight-sound touch. A sick perception is now my only link to reality scorched eternally blistering yet I prevail. My merciless plan of creation entails seeing the unseen forge

I ain't stoned on what you think Just an afternoon sun that's starting to sink I ain't drunk on nothing you can buy Just a kiss from a woman and a look in her eye What I'm on you don't need much It's a little goes a long way kinda stuff I'm high on life