© Guillaume Piolle / CC-BY-3.0
All night long the thunder growled
And lightning split the sky from side to side
While we lay silent curled around our pain
And let our love ebb with the falling tide.
When dawn poured light across your sullen face
I saw the darkness of the clouds above
Pooled in the hollows of your empty eyes
That once were endless fathoms deep in love.
The storm-drenched trees still drip their load of rain
And the air fills with the song of morning birds
I try to make you listen to my heart
But salt tears fill my mouth instead of words.
The night has gone and with it all our dreams
This house, this bed is not where I belong
When the blank look in your eyes is all there is
No matter how sweet the blackbird sings his morning song.
