Solitude

Man takes it all out
Thinks he knows
That there's not much to know at all
And the way he's broken down
Make his words hollow scratching memories

Man turns back to himself
Turning every little thought
Into poetry and ice

And that's the way that you know me
That's the way I break down
I break down

And when you leave
You know all the world stands still
And when you cry
I lose my will to live again

Is that the way, the way you know me?
Is that the way I fall apart?

Man sitting down
Thinks about the inevitability of it all
Man breaks his fist on another weeping wall

And that's the way, the way you know me
That's the way I break down
I break down