Water falling from the roof
It is slowly soaking
The fool who's standing in the courtyard
When will the silence be broken
Don't reach for the gate
I've still got something to say
Wasn't the way I grabbed the rope that made it fray
How many questions are you under?
You've got to try and hold on to the vine
Raging silence cut by thunder
It's just a matter of how you have spent your time
When you fall
When you fall
The fruit I'm told is sweet by the water growing
Just peel the skin and the color of your soul is showing
A bite from the apple lies beneath the clay
Bury it deeper if the core turns a stone shade of grey
How many questions are you under?
You've got to try and hold on to the vine
When you fall
When you fall
When you fall
When you fall
Dirt beneath your fingers from the window pane
Can wash away in a cup held outside to catch the rain
How many questions are you under?
You've got to try and hold on to the vine
When you fall
When you fall
When you fall
When you fall