No where near warm,
Lost and alone,
This songs been sung before,
Yet here again we play.
Clueless child,
Born but to die,
Bring me a smile,
Let me believe a lie.
Lifted arms now sway,
Tender and sweet,
Burn away the sun,
Let the innocent meet.
Soul survivor,
Left to burn,
Laughing now,
Here you turn.
(Note: The flow kinda sucks but it gets the point across of how basically we're all going to die and the happiness we face now is just an imagination of the sorrow we know lays inside at our ever constant death threat.)