And it falls again
Between the chairs
Doesn't break
Not yet
No exposed fracture
It falls again
On us
Heavy
So heavy
To bear
There is no where to run
When the waters rise, on the breathing ways
On every hollow space in side
The occupation is nuts.
And it falls again
Between the chairs
What are we waiting for/
Who are we waiting for, there is no one
That knows how to lead
Knows to pick-up
What is falling
And threatening
To fall again
And again
And again.
When its quiet out side, at last
The noise inside me grows
And deteriorates to screaming
And I don't recognize the voices
Any more
I've stopped trying to remember them all.
And when its quiet out side, there is no end
To the fears
They come, when the evening is nice
When the wind is soothing
All the wounds
From yesterday
And the day before
From whole years
And the occupation is nuts.
I've stopped trying to remember them all
I've stopped trying to understand
What you just cant.
So love her
Through the silence
And love her through the noise
So at least she'll have something good
From yesterday
From the day before
From whole years
Of war.