there are so many people dying

you complain about your situation

what about me?

half the world wouldn't know what it's like to lose your seed

maybe you can understand (how it feels)



i cannot reach that soul

you're probably watching over us

know that i think of you

it's killing me



the guilt has lasted, you still cry

it was all planned out

why was i last to know

don't you trust in me

that table's cold, it's too late

to make up for these mistakes

maybe you can't understand (how it feels)



i cannot reach that soul

you're probably watching over us

know that i think of you

it's killing me(how it feels)

if i would have known

i can't say what i would have done

if you could forgive

i'd like to rest with you someday