And the light swarmed itself above my head
In the morning, presumptuously I said
Today I'd mourn the dead
The sky's every change, as close as a mood swing would go
Now I know, trapped on your bones
Before I let go
And the light that swarmed itself to aid the fight
Was not for mourning, not self-defeating
It was life
And really, it's worth losing
When the only thing you're living for
Is not to lose it
Oh, who comes and goes or leaves and sometimes comes back
Makes me a little too wild and a little under-styled
To deal without them
And really, it's worth losing
When the only thing you're living for
That you hold dear to your inner core
And the only thing you're living for
Is not to lose it