On this rainy day
Drops came down and washed away
the smile I wear to hide away the truth
Backyard novelty
Running from the poverty, we hide ourselves away
in secret rooms
How does it come that I open my eyes?

Chorus
World from here becomes much clearer

Into deep I creep, pulling out another brick
The mystery awaits behind the door
Scratched walls and floors
We are not to choose our homes
It's cold outside and I won't find my sleep
One by another my leaves fade away

Chorus
World from here becomes much clearer x2