The end of a war, the evidence was blocking out the floor The curtains are closed to block out the prying eyes Oh, for the shame untold God I hope so Oh, your face went whiter than white I couldn't bear to see you standing there Oh, this changes all we've ever known And if it's so then we can start again We do terrible things, and we're terrible people Yes we are, we are, we are Tender and slow, you whispered it slow, slow, slow... "It's like when you fall, and you can't be sure when the floor is arriving." The helpless, the lost, the shock to your bones can never be mended