Her mother falls and clears a path
For beach wood daughters growin' fast
To sunlight, survival, and death
We feel the generations pass
Fourteen on the window ledge
We'll rain down in Queenstown till then
To live is to die
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over again
To live is to die
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over again
You lock the door, I lie for you
Forgiveness is that heart of truth
I miss you, I mean it, I'm sorry I was wrong
Don't hurry back, our friends can wait
It's always hard on holidays
You'll get there, the good things take time
To live is to die
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over again
To live is to die
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over again
To live is to die
To live is to die
