Dirt Is Falling Paroles

Wrapped in a film of us



Touch them sometimes

To remind them whose they are

And let the layers build up

Dirt is falling in the dark



Commit them to bags

And filthy frames

As your air blows past them
Touch them sometimes

To remind them whose they are

And let the layers build up

Dirt is falling in the dark



I fell out of pace

I favoured newness over you

Yet I still like to think

That our things are always true



Touch them sometimes

To remind them whose they are

And let the layers build up

Dirt is falling in the dark



This is just a hiccup

In a bigger sea of plan

Oh, I sit here, I sway

To preserve what I can