Nothing at All (Front Line Assembly Mix)

I drag my feet on the wet sand

I learn to speak like a real man

As the sea birds circle and cry

The ship docks at a port in my mind

And then there is nothing

And then there is nothing

And then there is nothing

And then there is nothing

Don't cry

Don't feel

I can't die because I don't think that death's real

It's good

It's yours

Everything you love will bleed and run its course

I've never learned to dance or feel psychic pain

I've blistered in the sun in my own self-esteem

As the waves washed over my feet

I could hear the gulf

And then there is nothing

There's nothing at all

Don't cry

Don't feel

I can't die because I don't think that death's real

It's good

It's yours

Everything you love will bleed and run its course

I'm a hopeful soldier and a mother to none

Where it's written in the sand, sea shells shaped like guns

Where is the answer, so simple and clear

As I watch the lights go out, my world disappears

Don't cry

Don't feel

I can't die because I don't think that death's real

It's good

It's yours

Everything you love will bleed and run its course

Don't cry

Don't feel

I can't sleep because I don't think this dream's real

It's good

It's yours

Everyone you love will bleed and will wash ashore

Don't cry

Don't feel

I won't die because I don't think that death's real

It's good

It's yours

Everyone you love will bleed and run its course