Rattle

You enjoy a love
That bottles you up
And you could pour it out
In this empty cup
But you’d lose it all
Or you can keep it all
And never erupt
For you, it was the last time you know
For you, it was the last time you know
Sand through an hour glass
As fickle as your hand that’s trying to defend
Run through the turn-styles
Inhabited the front hall, in time for the wrecking ball
Will you try to wake her?
Have you met your maker?
You endure a love that rattles your core
And in the same defence that I heard before
You offer it all
Or you could keep the peace and never give up
Whisper, but never let go you don’t
Whisper, but never let go you don’t
Sand through an hour glass
As fickle as your hand that’s trying to defend
Run through the turn-styles
Inhabited the front hall, in time for the wrecking ball
Will you try to wake her?
Have you met your maker?