Some days are filling me up with joy

Some are rolling down to the grave

I'm done with the world

But not with life, just yet

Being born is the greatest gift of all

And good things come to those who wait

Being born so long ago

I can't say it ain't so

Drink from the chalice of the bitter fruit

Destroy our souls while searching for the truth

And the truth is blurry at best, anyway

We break our backs for the greedy machine

And wave to the fear that it's all there, we'll be

Despite the pain insidе, we go on

To find the perfеct match is a stretch

I could do with somewhat less

And it's not a lack of trying, for my part

The idea of everlasting love

The one I've seen in films

Having come this far I can say

It ain't here

We dance our dances while the rum sets in

In the mouth of the madness on the brink of a dream

And keep staring into the night, alone

Spirits still unbroken

But dreams grow colder

Mind is building

A wall

We dance our dances

While the rut sets in

We take our chances

Against the howling wind

We drink from the chalice of the bitter fruit

Destroy our souls while searching for the truth

And the truth is blurry at best, anyway

We dance our dances while the rum sets in

In the mouth of the madness on the brink of a dream

Despite the pain inside, we go on