At the start of my day, will I look at myself and feel fine?
Will I live past the sun or how my faith in you will show me a sign?
Will you bring me up or tear me down?
Will today go by fast?
With all of this in my head
I can still hear you
All the good and the bad comes from
These things in the dark
Everything in the dark
Before I go, I'll share with you
These things in the dark
Everything in the darkness
At the end of life, I wonder how cruel it feels to think of my past?
Will the dreams make sense or how many of my friends seemed to last?
Will I understand my purpose here?
Will the last days go fast?
At the end of the day
The more I'm with you, the less I'm afraid
While the end is near
You will be with me
Even with what I hold are things from the dark
Everything in the dark