“It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - there's the rub, the task.”“No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.”
You can't fight it, you can't breathe You say somethin' so lovin', but Now I gotta let you go You'll be better off in someone new I don't wanna be alone You know it hurts me too You look so broken when you cry One more and then I say goodbye...