The casualty lyrics
the night has fallen down the staircase
have felt its bruises
our social graces have been displaced
as we sink deeper
into the drink,
the volume increases...
night time reurrects fault lines
silent wars - rumble somewhere below
the surfaces verses.
the shoe is dropped
shards of words of a shatterd voice
and there's still a hole where the phone was thrown
the moon is rising
i close my eyes and the room is spinning
you're still screaming
"sweetie, the moon has raped me-
it's left its seeds like a tomb inside me."
so i must learn to abort these feelings
this romance is bleeding...
night time triggers the land mines
bedroom wounds - lovers like brigadiers
marching two by two
a soldier's down
flood gates burst
i've said some things i wish you'd never heard
like, "there's still a hole where the phone was thrown."
it's growing as we speak,
and it's sucking us both in
a vacuum of sorrow to swallow up the day