Walking for Two Hours

Why do they come when you’re always raining?
And why can’t they make a sound?
And seeing the other ones fall back down
Because you’re so far from old
And you’re wailing
Why do they come when you’re always raining?
And why can’t they make a sound?
And seeing the other ones fall back down
Because you’re so far from old
And you’re wailing
You’re so far from old
And you’re wailing
And watched it grow in a small dark corner
And why can’t they make a sound?
And watching the other ones fall back down
And I’ve watched you go cold
And there’s no tears left
And why do they come when the light stops raining?
And where have the colors gone?
And wiping their white across
And now it’s all gone
Because you’re so far from old
And you’re wailing