| [00:52.50] | Inertia: |
| [00:53.42] | Choose to be left in the wake or push against the grain, |
| [00:59.12] | Against all you took comfort from. |
| [01:02.30] | The unpredictable movements of life can tear away |
| [01:08.89] | Even the firmest cornerstone. |
| [01:19.00] | Left here to gather the scattered pieces of what we have, |
| [01:23.87] | We cling to solace in the promise that one day this will make sense. |
| [01:36.40] | The brightest flames will always be the ones to burn out first. |
| [01:46.30] | I cannot fill this emptiness. |
| [01:53.21] | The ground is falling from under me. |
| [01:57.36] | We lose ourselves in our regret. |
| [02:04.05] | We're holding on to a memory. |
| [02:19.54] | So burn your paper heart. Send it skywards to the clouds. |
| [02:25.23] | In the smoke and burning embers, make a tribute to the lost. |
| [02:30.27] | I stand before you for all who've ever grieved, |
| [02:36.36] | And all who have suffered: |
| [02:41.36] | This too shall pass. |
| [02:45.15] | It took all of my strength to come to terms with this. |
| [02:56.05] | Their silence haunts my thoughts no longer. |
| [03:04.96] | Dearly beloved gathered here. |
| [03:10.73] | Dearly departed, forever near. |
| [03:16.44] | In hearts and minds of those you leave behind, |
| [03:21.90] | Your names will live beyond your graves. |
| [04:40.78][04:26.24] | I am the product of everyone I've ever known. |
| [04:47.87][04:33.61] | I am their life stories. I am the places they call home. |
| [04:58.43] | I am the places that they call home. |