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.