Текст Hands Like Houses – Kingdom Come

We’re all messed up so we just pretend
The world won’t stop spinning past the end
The one we’ve got is not what we’re used to

I can’t pretend that it doesn’t plague me

We fall down
We fall down
Like ashes, till we hit the ground

If we’re alright and nothing’s wrong
If no one’s left to carry on
What’s the point of fighting the truth?

I can’t pretend that it doesn’t plague me
I can’t pretend that it hasn’t changed me
I can’t pretend that I’m not afraid of the end
I can’t pretend that I’m not afraid of the end
God’s getting lonely (getting lonely)

We fall down
We fall down
Like ashes, till we hit the ground
We all fall down

Now, piece by piece
It’s making sense to me
When understanding means
Bracing for a sudden ending

We fall down
We fall down
Like ashes, till we hit the ground