Life is to death, what day is to night.
An endless cycle, harsh til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.

Life is to death, what day is to night.
Bitter enemies and inseparable friends.
Life is to death, what the dark is to light.

Life after death, which garners more might?
To which god will your knee make its bend?
An endless cycle, neither wrong, nor right.

Life or death, which is a scarier blight?
Both claim the lives of women and men.
Both make our lives a struggle to fight.

Life is to death, what day is to night.
An endless cycle, harsh til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.

Life is to death, what the moon is to night.
An endless cycle, sweet til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.
At the end of it, will I head towards light? ..

I hate to admit it, I rarely dream, this is true.
But when I rarely dream, all I see's me and you.

This used to be my only fear,
But now, it's gone away.
Ever since you did appear,
A new one took its place.
I was afraid of death.
Namely, dying alone.
But tell me, what is left,
Of me, if I were on my own?..

And then it hits me, I seem to have a hankering.
This beast called hunger slowly starts to set its anchor in.
So I'm searching frantically, but there's nothing here,
When suddenly, a crunching that's familiar to my ears.
I see the bag, color green, easily my favorite.
And in my mind, I'm already eating them and savoring.
My wife-to-be keeps eating them, my delicious chips,
On her side, some salsa, all I really want's a dip.
But to my surprise, when I attempt to reach and grab some.
All I catch is air, there're just a couple sad crumbs.

That figure that plays tricks with your mind,
Leaving you blind,
Sick inside,
Where your darkest fears hide.
The sneaky shadow, dark walker,
And ever-looming stalker.
The sense of doom you feel before and dread thereafter.
But for me, the dark's a cherished sight.
Cuz where there's darkness, there is light.

Shadows aren't always an evil omen.
So long as you keep the light and hope in.

It's just, three little words,
that hold so much meaning,
I swear, you are my world,
you are the core of my being.
And every day we say it,
and every day we mean it.
"I love you".. Three little words
with big meaning.
Now how can I describe it?
the way I feel inside?
No words could properly define
this love 'tween you and I.
But if you were to ask me,
an answer you'd implore.
If kisses were stars, I'd give you galaxies and more.
I'd do anything to see you smile,
or lift you if you fell,
I'd walk through heaven and through hell.
I'd infiltrate a jail.
I'd moonwalk on the moon,
and fight a whale inside a well.
But three words is all it takes,
to say all this and more.
So every day I'll tell you..
I love you, mi amor.

I open my door, and what do I see?
Naturally, I see the grass and street and barren, cold trees.
The air is frigid, it brings chills to my skin,
But the darkness of this world, makes me freeze from within.
When I think of all the violence, injustice and hate,
It's enough to make me wanna runaway and irate,
But I wait, and I remember, not everything's bad.
This planet's really beautiful, how could I get sad?
I mean, stop and think about it,
It's clear, I do say.
It's really quite the miracle to be here today.
How many other planets out there? And you were born here on Earth
And still, we hurt her badly and treat her like dirt.
So let's take a bit more care when we step out in the world,
And make sure we're leaving something to the future little boys and girls.