Every passing moment, it's another chance
Every passing moment, it's another chance
Another chance
Look on, there's not much of me left
I'm drawn and quartered to my chest
Do you remember where they left the rest of me?
Look on, there's not much of me left
I'm drawn and quartered to my chest
Do you remember where they left the rest of me?
These homes that we built to live out our lives
Through the flames, we endure where our souls reside, inside
The laughs, our hopes, the tears we shed
The day we saw our loved ones take their last breaths
But we still have a chance we aren't too far gone
I've loved with my whole self and I'm moving on
We've come too far to turn our backs on this now, we have to do this for our friends, who cannot live the lives they wish
I will not pass the torch
I will not lay down tonight
This is eternal youth, these are your wings to fly
(and now we're infinite)
Stagnating, waiting to recover, to restore, reunite with what we once were
And we've come too far, but we're not there yet and every moment's another chance
Every passing moment, it's another chance
Don't try to cure it, don't try to understand
The curse, the truth of the artist's life
We live to create and to die
I wasted so much time giving up
Wish I had stood up, eyes up
Left my life on the cutting room floor
I know this can't go on
Once more I'm tearing at the sores on my eyes, I'm going blind
