Running faces, black suits and ties The movies told me that a man doesn't cry A cold day in autumn blowing Golden blankets reminiscent of what was slipping by A sudden shake up, a violent quake, but a hole in the ground won't help me wake Cliche stings and it's dejavu Photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms
So I say goodbye, questioning when I said hello I don't want to know
Connection blossoms, then withers and dies Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes Where it's too late, and there's no going back
Drive across town to visit you now Mirror image fills my head with doubt Guilt's contagious, a hell of a drug And it's enough to keep you out from the gate above Knees shift the earth and palms pressed tight Words uttered under breath hoping to make things right An aimless practice given wasted chance Just another aching soul left in this great expanse
Connection blossoms, then withers and dies Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes Where it's too late, and there's no going back