WE ALL DRESSED UP TO GO
TO THE FINAL CURTAIN CALL
AND NOW I TRY TO LAUGH
LIKE EVERY ONE'S MY LAST

IT'S SMOOTHER AS YOU GO
CAUSE YOU'VE FELT THE BUMPS BEFORE
AND THE CALENDAR WON'T STOP
IT DOESN'T CARE WHAT ELSE YOU'VE GOT

I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW
I HOPE YOU'RE WEARING WHITE
I HOPE YOU SEE THE MOON UNDER YOUR FEET TONIGHT
I'M FURTHER FROM THE NIGHT
AND CLOSER TO THE DAYS
I'D PRAY TO YOU SOON
IF I WAS ONE WHO PRAYED (TO PRAY)

I COMPLAIN LIKE A LOST ART
BUT LOOK AT ALL I'VE GOT
AND I WALK PAST ALL THE PRIESTS
BUT I SURE COULD USE SOME EASE

CAN YOU ANSWER ME A QUESTION
ABOUT THIS FRAGILE THING CALLED LIFE?
I KNOW THAT THERE'S AN ENDING
BUT DO THEY JUST TURN OFF THE LIGHT?

IT NEVER GOES AWAY
THAT'S WHAT ALL THE PEOPLE SAY
THEN I GUESS NEITHER DO YOU
CAUSE WE NEED IT TO HOLD ON TO