No, You're Lost

It's been two years since my dying words but i trembled when i said

That blue sky's coming down to steal away our breath

And i'm seventeen and i don't want to be right again

I was lifted up that skyway and i shook the hand of god

We shared a drink or two he's friendlier than i thought

And i asked did i die today

He assured me that no

I was lost

How times do i have to die before i realize i'm okay

Thats a few too many chances to take

But i'll take 'em anyway

And i've been through all the beaches here

Through every country home

Through every innner city

To end my search for for hope

And i swear that i've found it

But now that i'm here i just don't know

When i finally pinned it down

I tied it to my writst

We hold hands and we smile

We appear to be good friends

But hope and i we just never get along

We just pretend

The worlds alright and i'm just caught by suprise

And then i realize i'm okay

That was a few too many chances to take

Its like we take our lives and you know what?

We throw em away

And throw 'em all away