Solitude

Man takes it all out

Thinks he knows

That there's not much to know at all

And the way he's broken down

Make his words hollow scratching memories

Man turns back to himself

Turning every little thought

Into poetry and ice

And that's the way that you know me

That's the way I break down

I break down

And when you leave

You know all the world stands still

And when you cry

I lose my will to live again

Is that the way, the way you know me?

Is that the way I fall apart?

Man sitting down

Thinks about the inevitability of it all

Man breaks his fist on another weeping wall

And that's the way, the way you know me

That's the way I break down

I break down