Antonius Block

I've come this far, so far
I can't imagine going back now
The things we held so dear
I'm probably better off without them

When I finally let go (I was clinging on for dear life)
I landed on the cold ground
and saw the faces all around me

Nothing means anything
at least not like it used to

I gave you all my life
You said that you were alive
but I felt you die inside
I destroyed my heart with my mind
and I got along just fine
This bitterness thrived
Faith, hope, and love survive
but how long does hope survive?

How long does hope survive?
I've come this far, so far
and I'll be here when you get back