歌词
There comes a time when all of us must leave here
Nothing Sister Mary can do
Will keep me here with you
Searching for the move that I must follow
None could equal or surpass the art of dying
Do you believe me?
You're searching for what all your hopes are fading
When things that seemed so very plain
Become an awful pain
Searching for the truth among the lying
And answered when you learn the art of dying
But you're still with me?
But if you want it
Then you must find it
But if you have it
There'll be no need for it
There comes a time when all of us return here
Brought back by our desires to be
A perfect entity
Living through a million years of crying
Until you've realized the Art of Dying
Do you believe me?
Do you believe me?