the rain is late tonight it's the winter passing through to spring outside in the night-time glow in private, in secret we need to carry those invisible things in private, in secret the language of tears the pure and the perfect don't let me settle in this hazy grief still all your secrets of more than one love floating forever in your freedom set me apart from other boys
the language of tears the wind and the water the stillness shrouds my head and wash my wings but still the world is out of tune not even looking for eternity set me apart from other boys