As you look back upon the past

This tarnished wake

Which you refuse to see

All shall be swept aside

As you hide the wounds

That shall not set you free



This mountain of sadness

That can't be moved

The funeral that will not be

This anguish that weighs upon

All that is, and all that's to be



Take all I've got

Take all that you need

More than I've got

Take more than you need

These crosses you bear

And the weight of your world

And your sorrowed regrets

Hand 'em all to me



So many pages turned

These trails of grief

Shall walk with no return

The corners of your eyes

The silhouette

Of the thorns that will not die



This mountain of sadness

That can't be moved

The funeral that will not be

This anguish that weighs upon

All that is and all that's to be



Take all I've got

Take all that you need

More than I've got

Take more than you need

These crosses you bear

And the weight of the world

And your sorrowed regrets

Hand em' all to me