Dressed in your Sunday best, looking like the rest Trying to blend in and pass this test While the Christians frown, A Hindu Wedding Vow, Reminds me I´m not the only odd one out
Estranged families, Straining still to speak Silence cutting through the air so quench The dryness in your throat The fist in side you coat Some words are better left unsaid
All our lives, walking through the rain God Knows Where
See the bride embrace the rain, The groom in tears again Kisses, stolen by champagne glasses A broken histories, The tangled webs webs we weave, Flowing from each Adam to his Eve
The furrowed brows allude to the creases in your suit Reigniting those old family feuds Draw on that cigarette, Try not to forget Some words are better left unsaid