It's been two years since my dying words but i trembled when i said That blue sky's coming down to steal away our breath And i'm seventeen and i don't want to be right again I was lifted up that skyway and i shook the hand of god We shared a drink or two he's friendlier than i thought And i asked did i die today He assured me that no I was lost How times do i have to die before i realize i'm okay Thats a few too many chances to take But i'll take 'em anyway And i've been through all the beaches here Through every country home Through every innner city To end my search for for hope And i swear that i've found it But now that i'm here i just don't know When i finally pinned it down I tied it to my writst We hold hands and we smile We appear to be good friends But hope and i we just never get along We just pretend The worlds alright and i'm just caught by suprise And then i realize i'm okay That was a few too many chances to take Its like we take our lives and you know what? We throw em away And throw 'em all away