I saw my brother the other day, he came around just to sayI've dug up my guns to take daddy out, the son of a gunI said hey man that's not your style, but I admit it's been a whileAnd it's true, most of us don't keep their wordAll the times that I fought through, I realize you've been there tooBut I know just what I want this time, it's forgiving, forgiving, forgivingAnd living, living, living here without youBut he said well I've been hurt enough, you know I've never really spoken upSo take my ring, brush it off, don't need it no moreI said be careful of your heart, you know it's a work of artRemember time is allowed to clean it all upAll the times that you fell through, drowned it in the darkness tooNow I know just what we need to do, it's called forgiving, forgiving, forgivingAnd living, living, living here without youAll the tears I never knew, all the hell that you put us throughAnd I can't remember missing you, forgiving, forgiving, forgivingAll the tears I never knew, all the hell that you put us throughI don't know if I'm capable of forgiving, forgiving, forgivingAnd living, living, living here without youI don't know if I'm capable of forgiving, forgiving, forgivingAnd living, living, living here without you