I saw my brother the other day
He came around just to say
"I've dug up my guns to take daddy out"
The son of a gun

I said: "Hey man that's not your style"
But I admit it's been a while
And it's true most of us
Don't keep their word

All the times that I fought through
I realize you've been there too
But I know just what I want this time
It's forgiving, forgiving, forgiving
And living, and living, and living
Here without you

But he said "Well I've been hurt enough"
You know I've never really spoken up
So take my ring brush it off
Don't need it no more

I said: "Be careful of your heart"
You know it's a work of art
Remember time is allowed
To clean it all up

All the times that you fell through
Drowning in the darkness too
Now I know just what we need to do
It's called forgiving, forgiving, forgiving
And living, and living, and living
Here without you

All the tears I never knew
All the hell that you put us through
And I can't remember missing you
Forgiving, forgiving, forgiving

All the tears I never knew
All the hell that you put us through
I don't know if I'm capable of
Forgiving, forgiving, forgiving
And living, and living, and living
Here without you