Through The Window

The clouds that gathered turned to rain
 The candles on your sill burned out
 The weather on your face
 Turned to match the mood outside
 Reading through poems that you saved
 That make the gloomy hours make sense
 Or do they lose their power
 With the yellowing of age
 I saw you suffering
 Through a foggy window in the rain
 When you thought no one was watching, yeah
 Going through your memories
 Like so many prisons to escape
 And become someone else
 With another face
 And another name
 No more suffering
 You sold the best of yourself out
 On a chain of grey and white lies
 One syllable at a time
 You should have made them pay
 A higher price
 I saw you suffering
 Through the cracked and dirty window pane
 I was ashamed that I was watching, yeah
 Going through your imagination
 Looking for a life you could create
 And become somebody else, yeah
 With another face
 With another name
 No more suffering
 I wish that I could find a seed
 And plant a tree that grows so high
 So that I could climb
 And harvest the ripe stars
 For you and I to drink
 And spit the ashes from our mouths
 And put the grey back in the clouds
 And send them packing with our bags
 Of old regrets and sorrows
 'Cause they don't do a thing but drag us down
 So far down
 The past is like a braided rope
 Each moment tightly coiled inside
 I saw you suffering
 Through the yellow window of a train
 With everybody watching, yeah
 Too tired for imagining
 That you could ever love somebody else
 From somewhere far away
 From another time
 And another place
 With another life
 And another face
 And another name
 And another name
 No more suffering.