How could I know what you're thinking? How could I see what you're painting? If I could tell, then I'd be here Hurry, everyone is waiting It's just easier to love But the skies won't clear for us We all vanish anyway We all vanish anyway We all vanish anyway We all vanish anyway Everything we knew is fading Each bitter remark Everything we knew is fading Less important than the last (Our day will come, and our bones will turn to dust) Less important than the last (Our day will come, and our bones will turn to dust) It's just easier to love But the skies won't clear for us We all vanish anyway We all vanish anyway (Our day will come, and our bones will turn to dust) We all vanish anyway (Our day will come, and our bones will turn to dust) We all vanish anyway