When the rain drops on winter nights,
I can hear you crying.
And when the sun shines on autumn days,
I can feel you smiling,
Though we built a perfect space,
To escape the faster pace,
Still the tears they fall away into the shadows,
Of our broken hearts.
When the slates fall from our old roof,
I can hear you crashing,
And as the paint flakes,
And peels away,
I can hear the wind whistling.
From a life that's so complete,
Still the tears they fall away into the rubble,
Of our broke bones,
Rubble, Rubble, Rubble.
Shatter crack and crumble.
