if i believed in god i'd wonder why the west and i'd question all. and i wouldn't think or act the way that you do. this constant defeat has settled me down.
when all's said and done what holds you? what keeps you whole? what keeps you up? all i believe is we're empty/awake like everything/everyone.
believe, do you? the great americas are all alone. the earth formed in solutide. blankets and pins there in. they're in our crowded van and on this stage, they're with us in our words but i know words are weak. i'm not afraid anymore.
i am alone. you are alone. if this is the end then i'm no longer afraid. where do you go when you're alone? do you begin right where i end?
when all's said and done what holds you? what keeps you whole? what keeps you up? all i believe is we're empty/awake like everything/everyone.
believe, do you? the great americas are all alone. the earth formed in solutide. blankets and pins there in. they're in our crowded van and on this stage, they're with us in our words but i know words are weak. i'm not afraid anymore.
i am alone. you are alone. if this is the end then i'm no longer afraid. where do you go when you're alone? do you begin right where i end?