I often pass the windows of the place where I once lived
I used to watch the world through them, and now I'm out here looking in
The gutters set my eyebrows, and the curtains were my lips
When darkness came, his hands drew them, shutting out what might have been
I can feel the windows, like the eyes of the past
Watching me through space and time, like an old crumbled cat
I can see those windows, looking back at my time
I can feel those windows, calling me through dust and grime
I dreamed I passed the windows of a place where I once lived
I couldn't see a thing through them
As they opened the windows of a place where I once lived

They all were covered black
I stopped and raised my eyebrows, cause I wondered how he lived
I knew I left my home to him, with my curtains all drawn back
I can feel the windows, like the eyes of the past
Watching me through space and time
Like an old crumbled cat
I can see those windows, looking back at my time
I can feel those windows, calling me through dust and grime
I can feel the windows, like the eyes of the past
Watching me through space and time, like an old crumbled cat
I can feel the windows, like the eyes of the past
I can see those windows, looking back at my time
I can feel those windows, calling me through dust and grime
I can feel those windows, calling me through dust and grime
I can feel those windows, calling me through dust and grime