Hollow frame
Window pane
Light through the rain
Entrance way
Picturesque
I took it away
Cut through the noise
I tend to bring the grey
Crossed a fine
Line that I
Drew in the first place
You should go
Yeah You
Maybe you should go
No no no
I sow salt into things I should grow
I'm like fire to snow
You should go
Ponder now
What I found
Cracks in the grout
Paving stones
Empty streets
And sad overtones
Drunk with the chills
It's overkill to name
What it is
I cannot give
So whisk it away
You should go
Yeah You
Maybe you should go
No no no
I sow salt into things I should grow
I'm like fire to snow
You should go
Before I turn this place to a forest fire
And I take all the wonder from your eyes
I don't know why but I seem to do it every, seem to do it every time
There'll be no shelter from the flames
So just close the door
Don't come back again
Don't come back again
You should go
Yeah You
Maybe you should go
No no no
I sow salt into things I should grow
I'm like fire to snow
Yeah You
Maybe you should go
Yeah~You Should go