♫ 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 us, collapsed ♫♫ It cuts me with every could have been ♫♫ Pain on pain on play, repeating ♫♫ With the backup, makeshift life in waiting ♫♫ Everybody says ♫ ♫ time heals everything ♫♫ What of the wretched hollow? ♫ ♫ The endless in between? ♫♫ Are we just going to wait it out? ♫♫ There is nothing to see here now ♫♫ Turning the sign around ♫♫ We’re closed to the Earth ‘til further notice ♫♫ A crumbling cliche case ♫ ♫ crumpled and puffy faced ♫♫ caught 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 ♫♫ But what of the wretched hollow? ♫ ♫ The endless in between? ♫♫ Are we just going to wait it out? ♫ ♫ And sit here cold?
♫♫ We will be long gone by then ♫♫ In 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 ♫♫ Everybody says ♫♫ time heals everything ♫♫ And what of the wretched hollow? ♫♫ The endless in between? ♫♫ Are we just going to wait it out? ♫♫ Just going to sweat it out? ♫♫ Just going to sweat it out? ♫♫ Wait it out ♫