Then The Quiet Came
She Makes War
Then the quiet came
The bad thing, the very sad thing
Shouldering the blame
But it’s not easier, I don’t believe you
As I face the pain of heartbreaking and losing a friend
Then the quiet came
The weather changed
And the water washed us clean away
Oh, absence makes the heart grow colder
You’ll forget me soon
I picture myself getting older
But it’s not with you
Then the quiet came
I'm alone again with a piano in a basement
Papering the stain
You couldn’t take me, I wasn’t happy
And the time we spent came to an end when I came to
Then the quiet came
After the driveby I didn’t realise
That I’d be pushed out
Of my room, of my friends, of my life
Of my house, of my city, of my home
But it’s still better than me and you
Absence makes the heart grow colder
You’ll forget me soon
I picture myself getting older
But it’s not with you
Oh, absence makes the heart grow colder
You’ll forget me soon
I picture myself getting older
But it’s not with you
Bsence makes the heart grow colder
You’ll forget me soon
When I picture myself getting older
No, it’s not with you