Will the dust ever settle on us The flames hiding in the smoke Will there ever be enough Or will the flames choke Will our skin ever be dry From the blood of the still-born Will the rain wash our minds And drip from our thorns
And as it falls all around You see it hit the ground I say to you let it come Let it come down
The acorn loosens its grip A wave farewell from the branch Past the trunk it slips And descends into chance Your tree is near the riverbed Where the black water sleeps Will you sink into the ground Or to the water seep
And as it falls all around You see it hit the ground I say to you let it come Let it come down
The nails they're broken The chips they're down The times they have chosen Your time has come
And as it falls all around You see it hit the ground I say to you let it come Let it come downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.