Each and everyday we die.
Falling so softly into the sky
The pain and sufferingt we feel,
cuts to the bone, a clean cut of steel.


Try to love and try to live.
Asking for something you could never give.
Death now a friend to me,
showing me what I should see.


My soul has begun to slip away
where I'm going I shall stay.
Apart from all of you,
I was one torn in two.

I loved you all until the end.
But the wounds you gave will never mend.
I think today I will die.
Let myself go as I fall into the sky.