All Through A Life And Through The Lives That Came Before

The Ties That Bind To Blind Of Those That Came Before

I'm Looking Back And In Looking Back I Hope To Get Beyond

And Start To Mend All Those Days That They Left Undine

But In My Veins A Trace Remains

And To Want In The Face Of Need It Just Seems So Obscene

But That's All That's Left And That's All That They've Left To Have

And Then They Point To Themselves And Say, "I Look Like You"

It Hurts To Hear And So It Must Be True

But In My Veins A Trace Remains

But I Think Its Going To Be Alright

I Think Its Going To Be O.k.

I'll Think Of Those That Came Before

And Together We Will Mark These Days.