How many more years
Howmany more steps
How many more tears
How many more breaths
How many many more lies
In this supposed cup of truth
How many more ways
Will I loose my youth
While I slip and fall
Down into my grave
Down, down
How many more sunrise
Hoem many more sunset
How many more perfect moments
Will I get
Only long shadows left
Hungry for a cure
How many more perfect storms
Wiil I endure
Then I slip and fall
Down into my graver
Down, down
Stop counting boy
Just make it count