When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.
If you're not busy being born, you're busy dying.
Sometimes it's not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don't mean.
And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinking.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade, into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way.