There's a place where people dance
And loved ones that die still survive with no pain
And I'd lose if it went away
Just how do I begin to explain
By the way, your way or my way, it's ok, cause either way you don't have a name.
The taste of the dew and the music in you
It's the moment that don't let you down
A place you go, when there's no one around
The taste you know when the tears touch your mouth
And I know that it's always around
Yeah I know that it's always around.
I know you tend to complicate the choice you make
Oh, please don't lose something so beautiful
But who am I to stay in this world that I made?
And I knew when your wind went away
Yet I knew cause you whispered my name
But how could I ever explain such a thing?
It's the moment you open your eyes
While you think that they're all still alive
'Till the taste of the tears will remind
It's the moment that won't let you down
It's your scream when you can't make a sound
It's all you see with the tears rolling down.
But you know you will find...
Know that it's always around
Know that it's always around...
... And I know that it's always around.
Sounds like the 23rd psalm
And the place where the old woman died
It's the same place she started her life
The papers will all say her name
And probably print the wrong day
Cause we're all gonna die
Cute little puppies and bunnies and birds
People who sing when they don't know the words
Cause we're all gonna die
Well men, women, children, hermaphrodites too
Animals, aliens and certainly you
Cause we're all gonna die
And all that was and all that will be
Single-celled creatures and anything green
Cause we're all gonna die
From the moment you start up this miserable life
You should know that it's only a matter of time
Cause we're all gonna die
And morons at labels that think they know tunes
The army of lawyers who threaten to sue
The hookers that blow them when I just want food
And the ass-hats that download and never buy tunes
Cause we're all gonna die
I can't wait 'till you die
Oh, protestant, catholics and orthodox jews
You dumb scientologists and guys who bend spoons
Well buddhist... Well sorta, and atheists too
All you whackjob believers
Sarcastic songwriters and guys with tatoos
Drummers and bassits and engineers too
And every last person that sang in this room
Cause we're all gonna die
Cause we're all gonna die
And it's just a reminder of something that's frequently known