It is a fear of mine* That there is something not right An ill and unstable feeling What will happen next? I look toward you for strength You show me that you are helpless In sickness we are alone And I know that we'll die alone Everything will fall apart And nothing can compare To the ways that we die And dying is just one of the things we do That makes the world seem real Everything will fall apart How will I die? Quickly, suddenly, without warning? Time will not be kind to All the things that we hold dear There's nothing that we can do To stop the decay of... ...our lives Our lives are an archive Of days long wasted And hearts left broken And even if we were to Find someone that we could love Would they be with us when The light goes out of our eyes? Everything will fall apart And nothing can compare To the ways that we die But dying is just one of the things we do That makes the world seem real Everything will fall apart There is nothing that can keep us well There is nothing that we can do, when Love is not enough, when We die, we all die alone