I'm Not Dead sing and play along

There's always cracks:

a crack of sunlight, a crack in the mirror or on your lips.

It's the morning on a sunset Friday when all conversations twist.

It's the fifth day of ice on a new tattoo,

but the ice should be on our heads.

We only spun the web to catch ourselves,

so we weren't left for dead.

And I was never lookin' for approval from anyone but you.

And though this journey's over, I'd go back if you asked me to.

I'm not dead,

just floating.

Right between the ink on your tattoo and the belly of the beast we turned into,

I'm not scared,

just changing.

Right behind the cigarrette and the devilish smile,

you're my crack of sunlight.

You can do the math a thousand ways but you can't erase the facts

that others come and others go,

but you always come back.

I'm the winter flower underground, always thirsty for summer rain,

and just like the change in seasons,

I know you'll be back again.

I'm not dead just yet.

not dead, I'm just floating.

does n't matter I'm go ing;

I'll find I'm not scared at all.

derneath the cuts and bruises, find the game where one los es.

I'll find I will find you.

I'm not dead,

just floating.

I'm not scared,

just changing.

You're my crack of sunlight.