IntroVerse 1A Branch Snaps In The Yard.The Sudden Heat In His Throat.Why Lean Where The Wood Is Thin?Why Tempt The Heavy Air?Verse 2An Iron Anvil Falls.Not Out Of Hate, But From Fright.Be Still, Be Safe, Don't Break.The Storm Arrives Tonight.ChorusThe Hallway Mirror Reflects Three Rooms,The Thunder Rolls Right Down The Line.We Show Our Teeth To Hide Our Tears,A Bitter Paradox Of Time.InstrumentalVerse 3A Sudden Knock At The Frame.The Outside World Steps Inside.Our Center Held By The Hand,Fresh From Where Margins Hide.ChorusThe Hallway Mirror Reflects Three Rooms,The Thunder Rolls Right Down The Line.We Show Our Teeth To Hide Our Tears,A Bitter Paradox Of Time.InstrumentalBridgeI Watch The Father Burn The House,To Warn The Boy Of The Flame.But The Lightning Doesn't Belong To The Sky—It's Just The Shape Of Our Own Blame.OutroHands On The Shoulders Of The Man.Hands On The Shoulders Of The Boy.The Tide Pulls. The Circle Rounds.Do Not Make Me Watch You Break.
