Check your weapons at the door
You dont live here anymore
But a heart can not repent
If it doesnt know its bent
Its like its beating itself to death

There you are, still as stone
Stretching skin on the bone
Well they say Ive lost my will
But Im just standing still
In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

Im checking out the scenery
From as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
Always changing, always still...
Still breathing

And there you are in my mind
Will from living underground
Divided and divided until
Noone can be found
Nothing left to break down

Im checking out the scenery
From as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
Always changing, always still...
Still breathing

Im checking out the scenery
From as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
Always changing, always still...
Still breathing
Come, let faith be your garden
Always changing, always still...
Still breathing

Check your weapons at the door
You dont live here anymore
Well they say Ive lost my will
But Im just standing still
In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

Still breathing...
Still breathing...