Toast

He fell to pieces, vanished into thin air And he broke his bones on those broken stairs He smashed dishes against those dirty walls Because he did not feel loved at all At all Saw a glimmer there, it went up in the sky Then the clouds came to push it all aside It was Christmas evening They had spoken a toast When he decided not to stay As he decided not to pray But to go He just doesn't feel loved It’s simple as that He just doesn't feel loved Then an angel sitting on the sill Told him to wait and to pray that pain away But daddy's love was strong like thousands of men Ready to pump that love through his veins And mommy smiles and she cleans it all away It's just not there, it's just not there It's just not there, it's just not there It goes round in circles, back again Up to the edge and back again I can’t raise my hand I don't feel no pain And I cleaned up my plate And threw it all up again Silently It goes round in circles, back again Up to the edge and back again I can’t raise my hand It goes up to the edge and back again