Feasting eyes on wreckage that surrounds me Makes me wonder if I ever learned to live I have such little recognition Of what I was when I could still see your face The many flaws, of my own admission A void supreme, I can't pull away This rite of passage It took all of these years, but now I finally know One question to ask of you Did part of me die while watching you go? ♪ In the soul, the frailty is seated Gnawing doubts that I ever learned to live Look upon the days since you've departed My grand accounting of errances made This ache, incessant once it started As I espouse a meditation on decay This rite of passage It took all of these years, but now I finally know One question to ask of you Did part of me die while watching you go? ♪ This rite of passage It took all of these years, but now I'm finally shown The cavity that grows within Vacant space that was left a lifetime ago ♪ Not fully alive Just a shadow to be Will I be revived? Or transfixed in between