Storm

The house collapsed The picture frames stayed still Listen now to an empty sound Hole that won't be filled Ball drops upon a new year now You're racing the continent To flee the phantom voices haunting down Inside your head In the empty court The jester's laughing still Running circles around and around Hoping for a thrill Tears fall across your cheeks now Feeling we're watching you I know and I understand What you're going through We all gotta go Go through hell