my whole lifenfollows me down the linenmy whole lifenfalls down the wellnall my life drains from menall i see is emptynnheaven has lost to hellnfor all the world to seenall of life is clumsynall i see is crazynni would place your handsnin the common man'snso that you will lose your gripni would hang your feetnon the highest peaknso that all your life is bleakni would bite your tonguenof the songs you've sungnand sell them to the streetni would break your starenwith utmost carennso that you may never seeknnwhat a lifenburied beneath this groundnwhat a lifenthe sound of a baby cryingnall of life is dyingnall of death is alive