I'll tell you one thing we ain't gonna change much, the sun still rises even with the pain

you might need to fill a prescription to kill off the silence.

if you close your eyes, doesn't it almost feel like nothing changed at all

i hear your voice and it seems as if it was all a dream

but you ain't done too well getting past your permanent pastel,have you now?

The sun still rises, even with the pain

in a good bye bed, with my arms around your neck, into our love the tears crept