We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.
No time for fairwells, no chances for goodbyes.
No explanations, No fucking reasons why.
I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor.
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
If sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could lead the way.
I would climb into heaven, and bring him back home again.
Don't give up my friend, this is not the end.
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.
