| My future seems so full of life
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| And brighter now than it has ever been
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| But somehow I just can’t allow
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| My shell to crack
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| And let the sun shine in…
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| Today I feel so sick
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| Today I feel comfortable with this
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| If I should die before you
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| I’ll always be around to guide you
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| In your center you’ll find me
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| And in the sky as a star still shining
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| But if I can’t pick myself back up
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| Just enough to see above the haze
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| My family buries the middle son
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| The church bells ring
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| They don’t know what to say…
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| They don’t say anything at all…
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| Today I feel so sick
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| If I should die before you
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| I’ll always be around to guide you
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| In your center you’ll find me
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| And in the sky as a star still shining
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| The silence takes control of me
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| There’s violence in my circuitry
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| And one day I won’t feel so sick
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| But first comes the fall…
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| If I should die before you
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| I’ll always be around to guide you
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| In your center you’ll find me
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| And in the sky as a star still shining
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| In the sky as a star…
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| In the sky as a star…
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| In the sky as a star…
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| In the sky as star still shining |