Music by Adam Fisch
Lyrics by Adam Fisch and Daniel Rattner
Where does life begin?
A painted world of surreality
Nowhere to turn but within
A sudden feeling of immortality
Immeasurable depth surrounds me
Practicality set aside by paradise
No room here for vanity
Nothing less perfect will suffice
We hold these times priceless in our lives
As we see them quickly passing by
A feeling of comfort fills every breath
A chance to realize your life
As we grow six weeks closer to death
The end cuts like a knife
We hold these times priceless in our lives
As we see them quickly passing by
We hold these times priceless in our lives
As we see them all too quickly passing by
