If rain is what you're used to hear
What you hear, what you hear comes from an open door showing a portrait of you dancing away
With the rythm of the world that you're not hearing anymore and no one will do it for you
Unless you catch the Sun and bring it into your heart

Just breathe, just breathe

Hear the delicate sound of falling down, hear the sound of falling

The abyss changes ourselves
And you're drowning into me, again

Just breathe, breathe in me
Just breathe, breathe in me
Ignore the sound of falling