Falling - Unjust

The sounds you make, the shine you wear

It’s your own special ways

Of falling out, into the sun with her…

I can’t help falling

I hear you calling

The bitterness rings true

The sound your breath makes

Feeds every heartache

I’ll leave it all (behind)

The falling glass beneath the waves

It’s this cold shadow place

We came so far, to let it all be gone with her…

The wound you stitch, inside it

They never open up

The life you live…is for one