Death, it dies 
 
I don't know, this just came at a moment. Reflecting on how I felt and my youth group really

I hope it was worth it
spending time alone
I have to admit that I can't remember
the last time I felt at home, until now

Leaving my sand castles to the tides
I go to the place where man and grace collides
we're stopping all the carnival rides
we're stopping all the suicides
all our word's God provides
in the end, death, it dies

singing out of time
we're crowding the crowded rooms
some are forced to come
without ever believing
still I'd like to think
to God it's pleasing
I'm doing my best at reaching
to their hears
so many hurts, so many cries
but in the end, death, it dies