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