The sound of a broken man is silent as the grave Unbearable in many ways Lying down, face to the ceiling Unable to breathe in or out How long can one stay In a state of mind in which one breaks Every other day How long can one crave A moment to regain Just a little bit of faith The sound of a broken man reminds me of a painting Shades of grey around a silhouette that fades away Stuck in frame for as long as the paint will stay How long can one stay In a state of mind in which one breaks How long can one crave A moment How long can one stay In a state of mind in which one breaks How long can one crave A moment