Из альбома: Act III: Life and Death
When we dance
It looks just like fire
When we sing
It sounds the same tone
We all have hearts
We all have homes
But when we die
We die alone
Oh, what a mess
As everything descends
Oh, what a mess
But everything amends
Such it was so long ago
We always tried but failed
And now with new found consciousness
We stand here waiting
Waiting to die
Oh, what a mess
As everything descends
Oh, what a mess
But everything amends
One of these days
You will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love again
One of these days
He will learn to love…
When we dance
It looks just like fire
When we sing
It sounds the same tone
We all have hearts
We all have homes
But when we die
We die alone
When we die
We die…