Falling Out Of View

Tell me what good will it do

To paint it red or blue

When inside it's burnt and black

Will the light ever come back?

It's been twenty days or more

And I'm still lying on the floor

I would give up anything

Just to hear you sing

We've been killing off the days

Now there's nothing more to say

And the bullets of your words

No longer seem to hurt

We're like strangers in our own land

Falling out of view

Once it was a dream

Like a dress worn by a queen

Now it's so hard to believe

One broken thread can tear the seam

After everything we had

All the good and all bad

I'm beginning to believe

That I don't know who I am

We're like strangers in our own eyes

Falling out of view