When you get to pass the point before you're gone waiting for the world for so long and the prayers that you tend to want to pray are never quite enough I'm dying Chorus: well it's done, and it's hard... but it's over now. Because it's never,just never all gone. Memory upon lily legs tell me it's insane to leave now the pit at the bottum of the well is always just as dry I am inside Chorus: Teach me how to live another day hatefullness abides by nothing