Latter Days

What a beautiful piece of heartache this has all turned out to be.<br>Lord knows we`ve learned the hard way all about healthy apathy.<br>And I use these words pretty loosely.<br>There`s so much more to life than words.<br><br>There is a me you would not recognize, dear. Call it the shadow of myself.<br>And if the music starts before I get there dance without me. You dance so gracefully.<br>I really think I`ll be o.k. They`ve taken their toll these latter days.<br><br>Nothin` like sleepin` on a bed of nails. Nothin` much here but our broken dreams.<br>Ah, but baby if all else fails, nothin` is ever quite what it seems.<br>And I`m dyin` inside to leave you with more than just cliches.<br><br>There is a me you would not recognize, dear. Call it the shadow of myself.<br>And if the music starts before I get there dance without me. You dance so gracefully.<br>I really think I`ll be o.k. They`ve taken their toll these latter days.<br><br>But tell them it`s real. Tell them it`s really real.<br>I just don`t have much left to say.<br>They`ve taken their toll these latter days.<br>They`ve taken their toll these latter days.