Aren't you glad you can still feel pain
Aren't you glad you still feel anything
Aren't you glad you can still complain
Aren't you glad you're still the same
Make you run through life when you could walk
Make you scream when you wanted to talk
Would you rather wave a flag
Or wave goodbye
Would you rather flood your heart
Or dare let them see you cry
Rather fight a war or live in fear
Aren't you glad to be here
You can't know till you do
By then lesser thieves have spoken for you
With their quiet demands
In a whispered hush
You may have to lie
When the truth hurts too much
As life traces the lines in our faces
I won't look away
Some die too young
Some live too long
How dark is gone
