To give one's whole life and find nothing's remembered
While judged on a scale that's been heavily weighted
Now caught in a waltz with the eternal dancer
In this man I've become, in this man that I've been
The man or the moment the act or the reason
The things I have done the places I've been
These thoughts fill my head as I contemplate treason
Each vision and dream now completely dismembered
Ended there with my birth
While denying vices my life had selected
Not a thought or a dream that might echo in time
And the man I've become and the man that I've been
Could I suddenly just decide
If I could see someone who's been there before me
And I think what I've done or have yet to begin
And who would've thought that my fate it would conjure
His penance or mercy by spirits debated
I'm courted by death but death isn't the answer I say
I pray he forgives every sin I've forgotten this day
The cost of my dreams the weight of my sins
Could it be my life's worth
All I was meant to be
And what have I done could there be such a sin
This twist in the road on which I have wandered
Not a thought would survive
When late in the night my mind it would wander
Of dreams I have had and dreams I have pondered
And traded his soul for a moment of glory
The years and the hours the seconds and minutes
And everything that my life has placed in it betrayed
Now calling to God from the pit's very bottom
And everything that I've gathered in life
To things I have done and then quickly regretted
Could it be lost, could it be lost in this
Betrayed, betrayed
And what good is a life that leaves nothing behind
