They say that these are not the best of times,
But theyre the only times Ive ever known,
And I believe there is a time for meditation in cathedrals of our own.
Now I have seen that sad surrender in my lovers eyes,
And I can only stand apart and sympathize.

For we are always what our situations hand us...
Its either sadness or euphoria.
And so we argue and we compromise,
And realize that nothings ever changed,
For all our mutual experience, our separate conclusions are the same.

Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity,
Our reason co-exists with our insanity.
And though we choose between reality and madness...
Its either sadness or euphoria.

How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we dont fulfill each others fantasies.
And so well stand upon the ledges of our lives,
With our respective similarities...
Its either sadness or euphoria