There are things worse than death
And they're all on my breath
And becoming more true
Every second I spend with you
There's a world that is good
But it's not this one and if I could
I would leave if I knew
That it is waiting there for me
I will come
I will crawl
I will repeat the sinner's call
I will drink
Spread my wings
And cry out when their taken from me
But that's not all, that's expected
It's just the dead I resurrected
From my childhood promises
To a voice that we invent
There are lies cultivated
Swallowed whole and integrated
Into our dreams, memories
And our smiling families faces
But if you look close enough
There's a pull behind that push
And a gentle certainty
That existed before me
I will come
I will crawl
I will repeat the sinner's call
I will drink
Spread my wings
And cry it when their taken from me
But that's not all that's expected
It's just the dead I resurrected
From my childhood promises
To a voice that we invent
We invent
