the night is still, but my heart is fast
when i get there i'll be trapped
i don't wanna see what's behind these eyes
i don't wanna see what's behind these eyes tonight

it's all in front of me
living, breathing, dreaming, dying

why are we so concerned with endings?
we can be happy for a while
now when i close my eyes i envy
anyone who feels alright


it's all in front of me
living, breathing, dreaming, dying