As the Sky Falls

He steps out into the rain, thinking of what next to do

Cigarettes smoked in a chain, and cliches that stick just like glue

And it's early morning, and he's already running late

The pavement the ashes, the stubble that frames his face

Is just enough, as the sky falls

And all too much, as the sky falls

She steps down into a cab, it takes her to Rose Avenue

Twelve eighty three is the pay, and she turns and looks straight at you

And it's late in the evening, but they're already cutting cake

The clinking of glasses, the candle glow lights up her face

Is just enough, as the sky falls

And all too much, as the sky falls

Slowly you're walking away, and people pass by as you do

They'll return here in a day, to turn over stones for a clue

As the sky falls

As the sky falls