Из альбома: Finest Hour
To feel finality
Harder than imagined
Knowing that you're well
Doesn't make it easy
Even when its course has run
Resolve tends to unravel and become
Something more than the two were on their own
Nothing means a thing
Scrawled on back of passing
Watching those with less
Calculate their losses
Here or there I'm not sure where
We should settle the last of this
Espied truths, sundered ties to what's left
It should have been more than this
The weight, the feeling
I thought would get better and better
The way that you've become
Isn't what I knew back then
I've been at this long enough
To not ask how much further
We'll get there when we do
Angst is bred by wonder
Image fixed in my mind
When I came here tonight I thought, I'd find
Something more than I thought, I would be
It should have been more than this
The weight, the feeling
I thought would get better and better
The way that you've become
Isn't what I knew back then
My friends, something [Incomprehensible]
It should have been more than this
The way that you've become
Isn't what I knew back then, my friend
It should have been more than this
And the way that you've become