Words and music by J. Stoll
©2004 Janine Stoll
Arrangement by John MacLean and Larry Graves
Recorded by John MacLean, World Records
Featuring Mr. Something Something, Mike Milligan & Lisa Winn

In that bright photograph
I could swear you faked your laugh
‘Cause I know your name’s on a long list of broken girls
I would trade all I own
To go back and take you home
And stay with you ’til the fear takes its leave

* Suddenly
Nothing happens suddenly
Everything takes place to grind your will down
Don’t lose faith in what is good and what is right
Can you even tell the difference anymore?
Anymore

Playing games in the dark
You’re too small to build an ark
So don’t count on the water to float you out of this
Though it’s futile and thin
You can hide inside your skin
Until the morning brings the promise of leaving

* Chorus

Water comes from the sky
And from pain behind your eyes
Though you’re pretty, you bear witness to these ugly things
You could fight, but you’ve found
You’re much safer on the ground
Laying still until the worst has come and gone
* Chorus