Arid tears, all made of dust  and little flowers, made to kill  pieces left just to remind us  of everything we've since held dear    still... we can't watch it leave  still... we can't see a thing    vacant tears, all made of rust  and pretty flowers, just as dry  pieces left of that adorned  and everything we've held so tight    still... we can't see a thing  still... we can't let it breathe    these lyrics are submitted by DK