I’ll see you on the other side, my dear,
Where we’ll pretend that we were never here.
Don’t want to see you cry, that’s just the game,
For nothing here will ever stay the same.
The sun comes up above the city lights;
It’s harder still to see what’s wrong or right.
Fate will twist and bend and shake, uncertain;
We take our bows, and down goes the curtain.
O, my fragile heart is nearly breaking;
And all of the earth is cracking, shaking.
Life is a repeat of unanswered calls;
That’s just the way that the house of cards falls.