Mrs. Butterworth talking
Kangaroo rides in the pool...

Water dripping off the tiles
Hypnotic if you stare...

Silence
For your words fall upon...

Dead soul walking
Moving day to day...

As Demeters wrath
Turns the world cold...

Rain
It falls like shrapnel...

The suns beams rose of the empty field
And shone through the morning fog...

Death bell dings one
And another second of life...

Out of the darkness
The eyes appeared...

When a soul is lost
Can it be refound...

Thunder overhead
Lightening in the eyes...

Ive finally let go
Of a soul who didnt deserve me...