The Crying - Fireal

Without you I have nothing

But the crying…

Crying… crying…crying

(make me cry)

The flowers fade in the silence

Of our old home

Where I was whole

The shards I will hold

But my hands are cold

So, so silent

So, so silent

And here I sway

With nothing but the crying

I’m on my way

To seal it now…

This winter will hit much harder

Than the coldest fall

The rips on the wall

Her lips on my own

So silent

So, so silent

And here I sway

With nothing but the crying

I’m on my way

To seal myself tonight and…

…and seeing the cracks in the ceiling

With no feeling, empty within me The pieces I’ve sown together

Have died in me, filled all to the brim

So, so silent

So, so silent

So, so silent

So silently I cry

And here I sway

With nothing but the crying

I’m on my way

To seal myself tonight and

And here I swear

With nothing but the crying

I’m on my way

To see myself deny it