New Idea Society - The Only Sound lyrics

The Fall decays, While the loss I feel it still remains, Days crash down like hammers on my face. This view won't change, the season of dying while winter awaits, a tombstone hangs from each hair on my face, I grasp for anything, just to stay. I just can't wait, Each hour seems like another day, Good feelings fade fast as though they are erased. You are late, I cannot help but think of what is keeping you away, the leaves just die as chlorophyll gives way. The only thing left in me, Is the breath I take. The rose bird sways, The wind blows so fast its pedals break away, and freeze to ice like every word I say. When all I know, Is your voice is so beautiful on this telephone, I am sure you hear clear my desperate tone, That if you were here, I couldn't let you go. The only sound, is the calling of the cold cold ground. The only sound, is the calling of the cold cold ground.