Penumbra

Is it all lost? I'd like to think that there's still hope And I still rather learn than to give up There is so much for me and I'm just done waiting for it all to come to me I've got to get my hands dirty and learn to get what I want On the road in winter's rain, I feel the rain on my face If something were to happen, I wouldn't mind at all I'm not angry nor sad, I'll soon be over it It's done and dusted I would much rather, would so much rather Die alone tonight Waking and fainting in your breast, would be so bad? And if I perish, and with me killed all the dreams I've built I lock myself in all four of these walls With my shirt I choke out of the misery That comes out my mouth On the road in winter's rain, I feel the rain on my face If something were to happen, I wouldn't mind at all Waking and fainting in your breast, would be so bad? And if I perish, and with me killed all the dreams I've built It's still not lost, I'd like to think that there's still hope I'd still rather learn than to give up There is still so much for me I'm just so done waiting for it all to come to me And I've got to get my hands dirty and get what I want