How much we tried, but how we hurt?
In this empty space, in which we live
We will not beg, we will not give
We're waging war while raising kids
It's so clear, but we can't see it
It's in the air that we're breathing
It's so near, but we can't touch it
But it is here, and we love it
For life is good, and it's forever
It's in our blood, and our endeavor
Higher than the sky, taller than a man can reach
And if we break up, we are not here
These are the times in which we live It's so clear, but we can't see it
It's in the air that we're breathing
It's so near, yet we can't touch it
But it is here, and we love it
For life is good, and it is special
I want more precious metal
It's not over, and it's not hopeful
For this is life and it's immortal
Writer(s): Phillip Cunningham, Stephen Paul David Morris, Bernard Sumner, Gillian Lesley Gilbert, Thomas Louis Chapman
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