The Woes

To the strange
Stuck in bed
Death-obsessed
Fiddleheads

In death, there is no pain
Then in death we can escape
My friend, I see your logic and I understand your way
But don't you see it's a circle, like your cycle of pain?

I can see you and me
Suffering silently
We're visible and we see
When life is everything

In a world of platitudes, there's one that I can trust
And it's a Lucretius truth that death is nothing to us

The pain of the world we are blind
When death closes our eyes
Abandon the deathlife
And reignite the light

I can see you and me
Suffering silently
We're visible and we see
When life is everything

The woe is me, the woe is you, here in our rooms
So walk with me, and I'll walk with you out of our doom
The woe is me, the woe is you, here in our rooms
So walk with me, and I'll walk with you out of our doom