Colors fade away and 

Things that were aren't here today

But time it doesn't matter anymore

I'll meet you where we were before



And I'll stay the same and stand here on my own

Til everything is dead and born and grown



Just go at your own pace

As you sit and tumble down from grace

I need you just as much as you need me



But I'll stay the same and stand here on my own

Til everything is dead and born and grown



Pieces set to fall

I might hear it all



As a little child may learn

To sit or stand or wait his turn

The things you know will slowly slip away

All we have is here and now today



And I'll stay the same and stand here on my own

Til everything is dead and born and grown

Til everything is dead and born and grown



Pieces set to fall

I might hear it all

Pieces set in stone

Dead and born and grown