I ll wait around until the world caves in
I ll try to say something that s bittersweet Return to the days
Remember the part I played
Slaying the old vines
How could I know?
Is father tired of his life?
Remember kids we dress in black
And hide our eyes
So I pass through the fire
And now my arms have tired
From holding the whole world
I m watching it fall
And this lesson s burning well worth learning
Please don t say this won t concern me now
This is my chance
I don t know where I ever went wrong