i lie and listen to the rain wonder if you re coming home again wind moves the curtains across my face i remember when we were younger then i guess it s a complicated thing being nothing when you used to be something pretty things also have to fall we re the earthquake i m what s on the wall and all your pain left us in the houses to cry and all your pain left us so speechless and shy out in the rain and it will never be the same maybe if i could go back i don t know if i would even try ringing your number i would just run to where you live and stand outside i guess it s a complicated thing being nothing when you used to be someone pretty things also have to fall you re the earthquake i m what s on the wall and all your pain left us in the houses to cry and all your pain left us so speechless and shy all your pain wandering the streets so hard all your pain like letters released from my hand into the flame and it will never be the same it will never be the same