what we had

Its cold
a plain diamond
nobodys here, just empty space
Its all moving, breathing
stuck to the ceiling, dont mean a thing
and what we had dont mean a thing
and what we had is already gone
its all
a plain diamond
nobodys here, just empty space
theyre all our eyes are saucered to see
as if hands might float right down from above
and change this place
nobody here, dont mean a thing
and what we had dont mean a thing
and what we had is already gone
I sit outside with the rain now
and time rolls slow
I sit outside with the rain
and time rolls slow
but they may never shut off
but they may never shut off