When the world falls down

Around you

And you can�t stop the rushing train,

And the tears won�t stop falling

Like a cold winters rain,

And despair is like an old friend

You cling to in the night,

And you can�t see through the misery

That blocks you from the light

You feel you�re at the bottom

Of a deep and darkening well,

The cold and dirt are your best friends

You have no story left to tell.

And it will seem a blessing when

It all just ends,

And you and the darkness

Will be forever friends.