♫ 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 ♫ (Applause)
♫ Hvor går vi hen herfra? ♫ ♫ Hvordan fortsætter vi? ♫ ♫ Jeg kan ikke komme udenom spørgsmålene ♫ ♫ Klatre op af stumperne ♫ ♫ i splinterne af os, brast sammen ♫ ♫ Det skærer mig med hvad kunne have været ♫ ♫ Gentagende lyd af smerte på smerte ♫ ♫ Med backup, liv på hold ♫ ♫ Alle siger ♫ ♫ tiden læger alle sår ♫ ♫ Hvad med det ulykkelig tomrum? ♫ ♫ Det uendelige? ♫ ♫ Skal vi bare holde ud? ♫ ♫ Der er intet at se her nu ♫ ♫ Vender skiltet om ♫ ♫ Indtil videre har vi lukket for jorden ♫ ♫ En smuldrende kliché sag ♫ ♫ krøllet og oppustet ♫ ♫ fundet død blandt blikke der strækker sig over tusinde mil ♫ ♫ Jeg ønsker kun et mirakel ♫ ♫ Jeg vil blive født på ny ♫ ♫ fra nu af mere kynisk ♫ ♫ Alle siger ♫ ♫ at tiden læger alle sår ♫ ♫ Hvad med det ulykkelig tomrum? ♫ ♫ Det uendelige? ♫ ♫ Skal vi bare holde ud? ♫ ♫ Og sidde her i kulde? ♫ ♫ Vi vil være langt borte på det tidspunkt ♫ ♫ I sort og hvid ♫ ♫ I støv samlet omkring gamle blade ♫ ♫ Fluorescerende lys belyser scenen ♫ ♫ for alt, vi kunne og burde være ♫ ♫ i det ene liv vi har fået ♫ ♫ Alle siger ♫ ♫ tiden læger alle sår ♫ ♫ Og hvad med det ulykkelig tomrum? ♫ ♫ Det uendelige? ♫ ♫ Skal vi bare holde ud? ♫ ♫ Bare svede det ud? ♫ ♫ Bare svede det ud? ♫ ♫ Holde ud ♫ (Bifald)