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