Still Life

Don’t be scared there’s a morning too
And you haven’t reached the end of you
And don’t be fooled, ‘cause it’s all you’ve got
And it’s a lot
And where does the light get the light from?
And where does the heart get the strength from?
And you can try to fight it, try to saint it
Try to write it, try to paint it
But there’s still life
There’s still life
And maybe I will meet you there
Where the rivers run free as air
And we’ll dive in and wash our sins away
Some day.
And where does the light get the light from?
And where does the heart get the strength from?
And you can try to fight it, try to saint it
Try to write it, try to paint it
But there’s still life
There’s still life