Hell…
You know we live it every day.
And given time, it’s just a con­se­quence of faith.
Oh, in your eyes, I’m a beg­gar all the same.
The life I’ve known is just a stop along the way.

And every time I let it go, I feel so lost in this life.
Like a fever, left me cold, and I never asked why.
And if I ever find my way, I know I will return because…
This is all we’ve ever known.

Hell…
I’m in the apa­thy of now, numb from the fear.
And when the walls come tum­bling down, you know I’ll be here.
And I could scream to make a sound, but the silence grows…
Until we wear it like a shroud.

And every time I let it go, I feel so lost in this life.
Like a fever, left me cold, and I never asked why.
And if I ever find my way, I know I will return because…
This is all we’ve ever known.