Even When The Sun Is Dead

If you asked, I'd oblige, I would die in your arms
And if heaven and hell are only miles apart
And there's fog on the road and my high beams are on
I muttered prose as a joke and my high beams were on
If you asked, I'd oblige, I would drown in your wake
I've heard heaven itself was not mine to obtain
But they lied, oh, they lied, 'cause I've seen it in your face
And the high beams were on, bet they're still on to this day

Can't help it but be scared a bit
But fuck me, I'm scared all the time
Recently, I've realized that death is not an opposite, suppose it's just a part of life
I envy all of the little things, the dirt, the air, the fathers' eyes
'Cause they know you more than I ever will, no matter how hard I try
No matter how hard I try

It really gets to me some nights that I have it all except for time
It really gets to me some nights that I have it all except for time
It really gets to me some nights that I have it all except for time
Even when the Sun is dead, will you tell them how hard I tried?
(No matter how hard I try)

If you asked, I'd oblige, I would die in your arms
And if heaven and hell are just a mile apart
And there's fog on the road and my high beams are on
I muttered prose as a joke and my high beams were on