3:53
I was what I was what is done is done
But how I hate to disappoint my son!
A slow dance with death at 3:53
In the morning he will most likely be
Disappointed even angry with me
When he finds out I had to leave somehow
I failed him once now fail him once again
The distance between life and death is now
I tried to but I could never explain
Now orphaned like me perhaps you can see
How it is to get to be fifty-two
Life sheer and mere disappointment and pain
To break deep enough for both me and you
I was what I was but was never free
A second time I leave you at the door
Afraid to die but unable to live
Like then I cannot be me anymore
I only hope this time you can forgive
+Steven Curtis Lance
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