Tommy Keene When Our Vows Break
We were breathing with the drums
The suspense was good and fresh
I was gonna folow you
Way past the fatal edge
You said some things to me
We both wished you'd never said
And though the promises were tall
The pieces are so small
So many pieces when our vows break
You moved me through and through
The trap was baited
You said we were wasting
Every moment we waited
Every faith had worn away
Was rеinstated
And though the promises wеre tall
The pieces are so small
So many pieces when our vows break
We were breathing with the drums
The suspense was good and fresh
I was gonna follow you
Way past the fatal edge
Now a good explanation just sounds like
A bad excuse
All the faith that had worn away
Now shattered with misuse
So many pieces
