in the one life that we've got

Where do we go from here
How do we carry on
I can't get beyond the questions
Clambering for the scraps
In the shatter of the collapsed
It cuts me with every could-have-been

Pain on pain on play, repeating
With the backup makeshift life in waiting

Everybody says that time heals everything
What of the wretched hollow
The endless in-between
Are we just going to wait it out

There's nothing to see here now
turning the sign around
We're closed to the Earth 'til further notice
A stumbling cliché case
Crumpled and puffy-faced
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles

All I want, only one street-level miracle
I'll be an out-and-out, born again from none more cynical

Everybody says that time heals everything
All in the end
What of the wretched hollow
The endless in-between
Are we just going to wait it out

And sit here cold
We’ll be long gone by then
And lackluster in dust we lay
Around old magazines
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene
for all we could and should be being
in the one life that we've got

In the one life that we've got

Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hollow
The endless in-between

Are we just going to wait it out
Sit here
Just going to wait it out
Sit here cold
Just going to sweat it out
Wait it out

(holding you and yours in my heart, my friend.)