by Mandy Nicholas/David B. Johnson

Here in half light, shadows seem more real than you
Your words choke me, like dust, stop my tongue
Slicing through thick air, to see that you have run

Chorus:
It doesn't always have to rain
No-one needs to take the blame
Every object doesn't need a picture frame
Not all flowers should be cut
Every hole is not a rut
Let's drop the clichés before the sun comes up

Beyond your eyes, an open sky is frowning clouds
You breathe through me, open mouth sucks me down
Drunken beside you now, all clarity is lost

Chorus:

My head, vacant, rests on your sullen heart
Your quiet soul speaks, tears all I know apart
Throwing open windows, unlocking all the doors

Chorus: