Where is this sympathy, thou has bestowed upon me?

Where are these whirlwind lies, and tourniquet binds?

Why does the breeze blow ever so gentle when you're not around

The sky ceases to cry, and a light shines in the heart of the land?

The ground opens up, like an ever hungry mouth

Rocks, like teeth, devour straight to the belly

Where molten lava and delicate things

Make the world go round again

And see the star, so bright in the sky?

That's how I feel, right now, right now

So stay away, the voices, at bay

Save them for a rainy day

And if it shall rain again

I will have friends within

The clouds will lift, upon a whim

And life will go on again.