you fill your pockets full of sorrow
and hope things look better tomorrow
words won't come and tears can't wait
in the back of your mind it's already too late
there's no hope here, no light
can't get through the darkest night
there's no future, no faith that you can find
so you push those words to the back of your mind
"tumor...inoperable... 6 months to live."
it's not fair, all the things you were ready to give
the joy, the love, feels like it's been ripped away
how can you go on another day
when it's all been in vain
and you know nothing but pain
and you pray, every night
that there is a light
and more to life than what you know
a place where you can go
when it's all said and done
somewhere beyond the sun