Ca**andra, keep it down, I don't think they can hear you now Don't think they heard you first time round No they can't hear you, no Ca**andra Ca**andra, it won't make sense Not if you think and think again Although they do say life is forgiving And ends are partnered with beginnings And daily, you saw it come And you gave warning, but couldn't run And so you watched 'til it was broken And knew that foresight delays no motion I know it's awful, I know it's bruising I know you can't see past the conclusion But still the world turns upon its axis And we make circles, so we can match it And read our lines, though we've had no practice. Ca**andra, keep it down I don't think they can hear you now Don't think they hear you first time round No they can't hear you, there's no answer And maybe, there's something great That gives us meaning, if we wait But still I'm human, and broken hearted, to see your sundress, and your sungla**es And hear your question, and how you ask it "What use is love, if it always pa**es?" "What use is love, if it always pa**es?" And though they do say life is forgiving What use is life to those who aren't living? And though they do say life is forgiving What use is life to those who aren't living?