There is no place for existence
In a world with no hope
Held hands have come undone;
We're all on our own

There is no place for existence
In a world with no hope
Held hands have come undone;
We're all on our own

So take this gift
So take this gift
Is any of this enough?
Turn and face the sun
Without which we'd die

Is any of this enough?
Turn and face the sun
Without which we'd die

So take this gift that I give
Will we ever learn by our pasts?
Will we ever learn by our pasts?

Turn and face the sun
Is any of this enough?
Turn and face the sun
Without which we'd die
Is any of this enough?
Turn and face the sun
Without which we'd die