In this world of pain I have become quite numb br God anoints my head with oil and places bread upon my tongue br indulging in the forbidden it seems that I would drown br but there is no redemption when lost dreams are not found br the sun beams down br and to living I am bound br I chose to live so of course I couldn't turn around br bacteria decompose riots away the mold br you confided in me those secrets remain untold br I couldn't mend your condition but your heart I consoled br whom shall be the best if we all lack control br they say we live in time but everytime has a place br those we have loss and aspirations we secretly chase br we all hope but retrieve it as grace.