[untitled] Songtext
von Make Do and Mend

It′s a horrible understanding
That we spend our days
Doing what we can to kill the pain
Of a fate that came decided
With a phone call we're reminded
That everyone we love will go away

It′s a horrible understanding
But still we try
To take the power from the time
With all the big plans we've been making
We keep our eyes shut just to forget
That all that has begun will one day end


My oldest friend
I've been wondering do you believe
In whatever no living man will see?
That there′s a place
Waiting for us in the air above the trees?
And that all the stories we were told
By our folks as kids are more than make believe?
Well, I haven′t prayed in years
But tonight I'm on my knees

And you were still a kid
On that Sylvan street where you lived
When you died too young ten years before this spring
When we lost Mitch
It just gets harder to forget
I can feel his lips against my ears
Just gently whispering

Oh, my dearest friend
I′m still listening, do you believe
In whatever no living man will see?
That there's a place
Waiting for us in the air above the trees?
And that all the stories we were told
By our folks as kids were more than make believe?


Well, I haven′t prayed in years
But tonight I'm on my knees
No, I haven′t prayed in years
But tonight I'm on my knees
And I'm wondering do you believe
In whatever no living man will see?
That there′s a place
Waiting for us in the air above the trees?