All That Falls

From twisted vines to empty hearts
And sanctuaries came and gone
Nothing left but fatal starts
And the sparrows falling; gone

Creeping shadows up the wall
Things that lived here lost it all

Sihlouettes and puppet dolls
Limbs weak, falling short
Crawl to heaven in empty halls
Never run up, crashing short

Rotting sunshine once lived here
Laughter's sheen was almost near

But all that falls
fell soft and stong
into the darkness
of sorrow's song