Nothing Broke کے بول

Well nothing broke So nothing changed at all We were feeling much the same And how were we to know? If we're all about the space There would be no other conscience at all... There was no great disaster No terrible wrath to visit anymore Pulled the grey clouds apart There was no end at all Just a lot of open ground And a million crying eyes So we dried each other off And we pulled our clothes back on And we made our excuses And we went our seperate ways And we promised to never speak of this In our lives again... Aaaaaaahhhhh aaaaaaaahh ahh... And there was no great disaster No terrible wrath to visit anymore Pulled the grey clouds apart There was no end at all... Aaaaaaaahhhhh aaaaaaahhh ahh (until fade)