Lyrics

[Verse 1] Valley of the unfortunate dead I arrive with my hands upon my head Rain come down, let it wash away my dread [Chorus] I wish, I wish that I could find a way To lift you up when you're in pain I feel so weak, I feel so vain [Verse 2] Habits formed in a life of debt Set intentions as well as can be set The waning moon comes to collect [Chorus] I wish, I wish that I could find a way To lift you up when you're in pain I feel so weak, I feel so vain I sense the source of disrepair The pain is here, you're barely there You fight to bury the despair