Thank God I'm back in my car, and drivin' home and drivin' home
'Cause the air was thin and so cold back in there
It was my first time, won't be my last time
And the questions rise expectations fall in light of it allThere aren't words to say, words aren't remembered, but presence is
A good friend once told me and he was there, he was there
But she wasn't there and it's not fair and it's not fairWhat crimes have you commited, demanding such penance
That couldn't wait for five more minutes and a cry for help?
'Cause this room is peaceful and this room is so quiet
And I hate the silence and I can't walk the center aisleWell, I've been here for over three hours
Behind the flowers, so beautiful and young
And so alive and so in need of someone
Someone to talk to them, 'cause theirs are fragile livesWhat crimes have you commited, demanding such penance
That couldn't wait for five more minutes and a cry for help?
'Cause this room is peaceful and this room is so quiet
And I hate the silence and I can't walk the center aisleAnd I think about my brother
And how I just stood there
With my hands in my pockets
And my heart in my throatThank God I'm back in my car and drivin' home and drivin' home
But in that place I leave all my days of taking life for granted
And the words I wrote for her and my best friend crying
And a young girl lying on all our heartsWhat crimes have you commited, demanding such penance
That couldn't wait for five more minutes and a cry for help?
'Cause this room is peaceful and this room is so quiet
And I hate the silence and I can't walk the center aisle
And I hate the silence and I can't walk the center aisle