Из альбома: The Rapture
I know it's all a game
I know they're all insane
I know it's all in vain
I know that I'm to blame
This tearing apart
I think we all should die
I think we're dead inside
I know the purest rain
won't wash the bloody stain
I know it waits to strike
this sickness from inside
Will tear us apart
you're still in my heart
tearing apart
O you hold the rain
Far far away
wild swans skim across a lake
then soar in a white arc
above my head I wake
Tearing apart
you're still in my heart
tearing apart
O you hold the rain