When Worlds Collide - Perpetual Dream Theory

When Worlds Collide Lyrics

if the world gets any smaller
never see the inner parting sweet sorrow
if the pulse gets any fainter
like being in pictures
when worlds collidein the shape of
a weeping willow tree
in the shape of
your spirit leaving meif the sound gets any paler
the party is over, another false start
if the rise gets any steeper
hang out in the air and
shout me your griefin the shape of
a weeping willow tree
in the shape of
your spirit leaving me