Our lives are fleeting
Our trauma is finite
I find this comforting
For I'm too tired to fight
Oh, I wish I could hug you, child
But my reach is weak
Spacetime has me feeling exiled
You could only dream of hearing me speak
But if I can pretend
That our times could blend
Well, now
He'll never touch you again
And now
She'll never taunt you again
(Aaah)
After this, it's back to our normal lives
Or so they say
Few will care for the knives
We chose to put away
Oh, I wish I could hold you, child
I know I could use it too
I don't all miss this youth so wild
I'd rather find better to put us through
But if I can pretend
A signal that I send
If you see the red light ascend
And point to the semblance of an end
Right now
He'll never hit you again
And now
She'll never hurt you again
And I
Will never see you again!..