Before

Here we are

Lent to the earth by the stars

But it won't be me

That sets you free

No it won't be me who closes the door on before.

Before.

Slivers of light hang in the dark,

Loving hands place the flowers in the vase

But it won't be me

That sets you free

No it won't be me who closes the door on before.

Before.

But it won't be me

That sets you free

No it won't be me who closes the door on before.

Before.

Before.

She said don't look at the new moon through the glass,

Our eyes on the future that will pass

But it won't be me

That sets you free

No it won't be me who closes the door on before.

Before

Before

Before