Windows Lyrics

Standing in a withered garden with, Eve my only friend.
Come to create, come to begin.
Standing in a reconstruction, marvel at my own creation,
It becomes clear to me, it seems to be too late.

I sank as hate set in, on the other hand
Love is lighter but wears you down just the same.
Sink or swim, on the other hand
Love is lighter but wears you down just the same.

As any other time I've chosen this,
Come to create, come to begin.
In wonder, staring at my self destruction,
sinking in my own deception,
It becomes clear to me, it seems to be too late.

Just the same as in my withered garden,
and Eve's beginning to fade away next to nothing.
Staring at my self destruction, sinking in my own deception,
It becomes clear to me.