1-2 1-2
A tempo, pounding to the beat
deafening to even the largest of beings.

1-2 1-2
Looked to the ground at still feet
a sound much louder than they could create.

1-2 1-2
On hands and knees,
the Earth is not breaking it seems,
though tragedy runs true in its beat.

1-2 1-2
Tears stream from my eyes,
but at a rate that could never keep pace.

1-2 1-2
Body collapses,
What that single drop all it takes?

1-2 1-2**
You storm out, anger painted on your face,
my heart beats and breaks begging for you to stay.