

(mmmmm) Another glass
sitting on the floor
Your keys are left inside the door
I hear the rain against the pane And trace the pattern of
the pain
Oh, why
is the room so cold?
(why...) Just holding on to stories told
And every shadow on the wall Is watching us begin to fall
I find your letter on the grate
It says we left it all too late
No storm can wash this dust away
It only stains
another day
We
tried to build on shaking ground (shaking ground)
With every word a heavy sound
But now there's nothing left to say
We just watch it slip away
Oh, why
is the room so cold?
(why...) Just holding on to stories told
And every shadow on the wall Is watching us begin to fall
Watching us begin
to
fall...
(hush now)