It's cold
a plain diamond
nobody's here, just empty space

It's all moving, breathing
stuck to the ceiling, don't mean a thing


and what we had don't mean a thing
and what we had is already gone


it's all
a plain diamond
nobody's here, just empty space


they're all our eyes are saucered to see
as if hands might float right down from above

and change this place
nobody here, don't mean a thing


and what we had don't 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