True and faithful are the wounds of a friend
Who keeps on praying
That this war will end

My heart is broken
And I need it to mend
Don't you wanna talk about it?


You're drinking water from a bitter well
Down on the beach I see this broken shells

Paradise is falling
I'm surprised you can't tell
Don't you wanna talk about it?


A line is drawn
(the fear of death)

A bridge is crossed
(the savoire-faire)
A friend is gone

(the ratty breath)
But is not lost
(the falling hair)

I watch the sky
(there is a grip)
I see a falling star

(a vacant stare)
And I asked the lord
I wonder where you are?


Kingdoms of earth
They don't mean noting to me

I'd give my life
If it would help you be free
This ain't the way that

God intends it to be
Don't you wanna talk about it?


I called your lawyer
But he said you were gone
I didn't see you

Cause your headlights weren't on
You shut the door
And faded into the dawn

Don't you wanna talk about it?

A line is drawn

(the fear of death)
A bridge is crossed
(the savoire-faire)

A friend is gone
(the ratty breath)
But is not lost

(the falling hair)
I pray each night
(there is a grip)

I asked the lord on high
(a vacant stare)
Where you are?

And I asked him why?
Why must this go on?
This battle inside

That rages and rages
Like some restless tide
Over and over and over again

The flesh and spirit
Come against each other
I love you my brother, my brother

I love you x 6
But love goes on
This night does not end