Living

It seems that I’ve forgotten what it is to live
My condition is a common one
But it’s growing worse and worse, every single day

I’ve worked through these combinations
Of more or less of You and me
I’ve died more for this life than I have lived
When did the time pass me by?

Do they see the air inside of my lungs?
I could swear it’s been there all along
Dare I call this half beating heart a living one?

Your words are on the tip of my tongue
And it’s all that I need to remember
“I will come back, I will be with you, my love”

And for years now,
I’ve been screaming for some feeling
And I know that You’ve raised the dead
Now somehow disconnect and lift this burden from my chest

Do you see the air inside of my lungs?
I could swear it’s been here all along
Dare I call this half beating heart a living one?

It seems that I've forgotten what it is to live...