A Little Too Late
Thomas Faulwell
Covered up in your halo's dust
I saw you coming through the mirrors
I thought that you had gone back up
And climbed a ladder to the fixtures
Well oh no no
It's just for show
And more and more
That's all we know
Why does the phone still ring
The noise shakes my every bone
The candles keep the sun away
And the stars keep showing up
A little too late
I guess it's fate
And that's okay
Cuz I can wait
Covered up in your halo's dust
I saw you coming through the mirrors
I thought that you had gone back up
And climbed a ladder to the fixtures
Well oh no no
It's just for show
And more and more
That's all we know
