in his final moments

i used to go down on my knees to pray

begging god to take me away

but only after i paid my price

--a life for life

lost in the flames

and so i ran to booze and the pills

with 148 ghosts nipping at my heels

trying to numb what it means to feel

broke to the haze

if only to pay penance

penned in a notebook

then the person who ignited the spark

would snuff out his own

but then the light came

and though it wasn't the same

i found my family again

and fell in love with a powerful woman

they helped me to remember

sinners deserve happiness and life

even if he falls a thousand times

it's not some unspoken sign

of my unworthiness

--i'm only human

and life isn't easy

we've all survived

that is until now

it wasn't a choice

just the right thing

a captain's sacrifice

so with my final breaths

and my life draining on the floor

i'm saying goodbye

before going down on my knees to pray

and thinking about begging god to let me stay

then asking for peace

i don't want to go away

but i know they'll be okay

even if it's someday

i know they'll be okay