(Gloom cruise You caught me driving alone Somewhere on the Oregon Coast Practically coma tosed) I haven't been excited in a while. No, how could I feel young Passing through storms like this? Lived the dream, woke up tired, And lately i have been working on the perfect lullaby To sing to you when you die. But I cant't finish the cursed final verse So tale your time now. Cause I'm in love with everything and everyone so much That it hurts and I volunteer as the one To pave the path for resistance and carry the burden of all the sadness, grief, stress, and malevolence. I will harbor them all because I want you to believe there's magic left in the world. Yo for you I will take the gloom cruise all alone But no, despite it all, we'll make it outside as the walls cave in. Emerge in the early morning to laugh in the face of the yawning abyss And O, forgotten saint, what I'd give to see that spark back in you. So I will carry your pain and watch from afar, Quiet and stoic, I'll be there.