For me
Little rivers from my hands
Pool at the bottom of the stairs
My face
Oh, the cities in my eyes
Doves in the sky
Oh, the crack again
The rainwater
Came from father's eyes
He was made of stone [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/antony_and_the_johnsons/dirt_will_crack_again.html ]
Glorious
Watch as the curtain came down
And wet the hungry rabbits
Flooding the land
My heart
Oh, the twist of cruel cold turn
To wring me free
Dry eyes by the subtle waters' rise
