Con ti Partiro
People tell me to reach out,
that they will always be there
But I don’t want to reach out,
for theres death in this air
And the tears revolve
Each day I rise
And each day they fall
Cancer is a mistress that cannot be tamed
My hope was lost on the day she was named
Just like a mistress she has caused a division
Yet unlike a mistress she was not your decision
And the tears revolve
Each day I rise
And each day they fall
I was prepared to battle the reaper
Hold on to your soul, as its rightful keeper
But I see him guard you day after day
You move closer to him and slip further away
And the tears revolve
Each day I rise
Each day they fall
My soul finds no comfort in a god never known
Yet I find myself praying fusing bone against bone
Silently I have surrendered, I gave up the fight
I wait for “that” phonecall night after night
And the tears revolve
Each day I rise
Each day they fall
And the tears revolve
For the day you don’t rise
Will be no day at all
