This is where it happened We used to go there all the time Now there's empty buildings Decomposing in the evening sun. While those look like fountains We can only pass the time, They're sitting like they're both eating corn.
I've tried to wake you up, but it's nobody home I have so much to tell you, but no one to hear I write it on myself with the shine of light Sometimes I think that I'm just painting with life.
I see my own reflection In the things that fall apart Someday, wind Will shall that go through my heart? It's the only future we'll ever have!
I've tried to wake you up, but it's nobody home I have so much to tell you, but no one to hear I write it on myself with the shine of light Sometimes I think that I'm just painting with life.
