For Mary

All around me I see tragedy
people are dying and crying and trying
to see
afraid of what may be
and here I fly away,
to an endless sunny day
and all the while I'm trying to say

life is a wasteland wonderland
though the unplanned, underhanded
ways are trying to steal your spark
keep holding on,
holding on in the dark

the monsters have broken down my door,
i've been the broken down angel on the floor
the tigers have come, the reaper close
and all the while i've tried to smile
I suppose
because I know,
yes I know

life is a wasteland wonderland
though the unplanned, underhanded
ways are trying to steal your spark
keep holding on,
holding on in the dark

and I believe that even in death it follows so
that we live eternal for all that we know
and that love's not a feeling but a legacy kept
a promise to all who will leave, who have left
they steal your body, they steal your bones
they can break that shell, they can leave you all alone
but the heart is a fire that smolders untamed
for even the basest, faceless unnamed,
its embers fed from the lives of those you leave behind

life is a wasteland wonderland
though the unplanned, underhanded
ways are trying to steal your spark
keep holding on,
holding on in the dark

a little girl smiles and the light in here eyes
casts out the schemes and the demons and lies
her bright shiny heart is a testament to
all the things that life had waiting for you
and the angel you left to see it all through