Water falling from the roof It is slowly soaking The fool who's standing in the courtyard When will the silence be broken Don't reach for the gate I've still got something to say Wasn't the way I grabbed the rope that made it fray How many questions are you under? You've got to try and hold on to the vine Raging silence cut by thunder It's just a matter of how you have spent your time When you fall When you fall The fruit I'm told is sweet by the water growing Just peel the skin and the color of your soul is showing A bite from the apple lies beneath the clay Bury it deeper if the core turns a stone shade of grey How many questions are you under? You've got to try and hold on to the vine When you fall When you fall When you fall When you fall Dirt beneath your fingers from the window pane Can wash away in a cup held outside to catch the rain How many questions are you under? You've got to try and hold on to the vine When you fall When you fall When you fall When you fall