where to begin

when we were younger we saw god's face in our fathers

now that all our heroes died we're all alone

where to begin

the lights are fading

songs are played out

legs are shaking

tired hands they reach for something more than they can see

but waking up is hard to do

when you've got nothing left to lose

and you've got nothing left to choose

except for cigarettes and booze they tell you

don't rely on other people's eyes to see your life"