Toast

He fell to pieces, vanished into thin air
And he broke his bones on those broken stairs
He smashed dishes against those dirty walls
Because he did not feel loved at all
At all

Saw a glimmer there, it went up in the sky
Then the clouds came to push it all aside
It was Christmas evening
They had spoken a toast
When he decided not to stay
As he decided not to pray
But to go

He just doesn't feel loved
It's simple as that
He just doesn't feel loved

Then an angel sitting on the sill
Told him to wait and to pray that pain away
But daddy's love was strong like thousands of men
Ready to pump that love through his veins
And mommy smiles and she cleans it all away
It's just not there, it's just not there
It's just not there, it's just not there

It goes round in circles, back again
Up to the edge and back again
I can't raise my hand
I don't feel no pain

And I cleaned up my plate
And threw it all up again
Silently

It goes round in circles, back again
Up to the edge and back again
I can't raise my hand
It goes up to the edge and back again