Sweet sorrow...
Oh how you've kissed my face —
You've made me hate tomorrow,
And want to leave this place

Tender grace...
Swallow that petty pride —
For tomorrow has no assurance,
That we will all survive

Looming death...
Where hurtful trespasses abound —
I'm just about to give up,
And run my ship aground

Stranded alone...
I will forever be —
Bitter in the knowledge
That love and life forgot all about me

So maybe it's for the best,
That darkness is all I'll see —
'Cause only the best lives in the light, 
That will sadly never look upon the likes of me.