We stare at broken clocks,The hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights,
Empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him,
I, slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.
No time for farewells,
No chances for goodbyes.
No explanations,
No fucking reasons why.
I watched it eat you up,
Pieces fallen on the floor.
We stare at broken clocks. ....


