I drove for miles, I drove for miles
under pressure of your smile,
to your home.
I couldn't see, I couldn't see
all the papers in the tree:
a hidden tome

But you were always under hide,
while the raindrops in the sky,
wrote a song about the never-ending lies.

Somewhere within this winter maze
I will always see your face,
just like a ghost.

But they were calling you again
and they covered you in pain
and the darkened, judging sky will stay the same.

A fallen town
I'm empty, out of sound
as the flowers grow so silent underground.
And all these years
I've waitied here.
And now when I'm away the sky is clear.

A fallen town
I'm empty, out of sound
as the flowers grow so silent underground.
And all these years
I've waitied here.
And now when I'm away the sky is clear.