Death and Decay
The one thing I would change is love, that is it
For nothing but love hurts worse than love, I'll admit
It kills and it shrivels and knocks us all down
It warms and it fills and changes a frown
It sears and it hurts and it makes us unhappy
It bonds and it helps and it makes us all sappy
For what is life without love?
Is it hell all above?
Or is it Heaven on Earth
come here to give birth
To life and new age
or death and decay
To love we must perish and squander in Hell
In return we recieve a feeling like no words will tell
You lend out your heart, you give it away
Your lifes on the line and its hard all the way
Love needs to change just a bit, I would say
When you ask me to change just one thing, I will pray
That love is the thing that needs to hurt less
Love is the change that I will confess