Reaper II

Dead Messages

We all know that tragedies are never fair. Wait, do I have an issue? Dreaming you're gone just to see if I'd miss you. No, no it hurts to imagine, letting go and wearing black the day we know you're never coming home.

Dead Messages

I don't know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply. What I would do if you passed away. I think of words, words that I wish I'd told you by the end. Dead messages I can still say to you. Why should I sit with fear? We all know that tragedies are never fair Wait, do I have an issue? Dreaming you're gone just to see if I'd miss you No, no it hurts to imagine

Letting go and wearing black the day we know you're never coming home Who decides it's our turn to go? Who decides?

Live, because you're dying (quickly) I'm still trying (we don't really know) No, life is a show, and tragedies are never fair We're all given a script that's been written (Blindly, blindly) unaware of who will be Who will be cast? Who will be cast to come home. Time can be unforgiving status quo on the living.

Hail The Sun

(Unknown) What will I (second home) most remember (Buried) from our time (unexposed) spent together?
When am I to go? Who'll be there to notice?
Will I go alone? Who'll be there?
Who'll write my obituary once I find the cemetery?
Live, because you're dying (quickly) I'm still trying (we don't really know) No, life is a show, and tragedies are never fair We're all given a script that's been written (Blindly, blindly) unaware of who will be Who will be cast? Who will be cast out? I don't know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply What you would do if I passed away.