I was alone on the sidewalk when you came.
And there wasn’t anything that I wouldn’t say.
Somewhere there’s an in between place,
a place where my face hasn’t been erased.

Face this onward now,
Face this onward now,
Face this onward now,
Face this onward now.

I’ve still got a box of pictures by the tree.
cat on your lap and a tattoo on your knee.
And you can sleep, just pretend that I’m dead.
And I am alive, but I wish I was instead.

Face this onward now,
Face this onward now, 
Face this onward now,
Face this onward now.