
Things Always Fall Apart.
And without a sound, we all scattered
Our silence broke through the air
And without a single breath
It all ended
The stained glass of our souls;
Was cracked and cold.
And without a sound, we all scattered
Our silence broke through the air
How strange it is to think too
After all this time
That we broke so easily
Never to be the same
And without a sound, we all scattered.