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