I watched the house As it fell right to the ground I was away from you And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky Into the hands of decay I wish there was a way for you And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind Like a fire in my ears Like the darkness of fear And I would bathe in ash As it rained down from above
And it would cast me out now Into the fields of love And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky Into the hands of decay I wish there was a way for you And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind Like a fire in my ears Like the darkness of fear Like the voice of God