Creation Story
Titilope Sonuga
4:55[Intro: Anika D. & (Chorus) Hmm (Hmm) Tumbling, tumbling down Tumbling down, tumbling down (Hey, yeah, it all comes) Tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling, tumbling down) Tumbling down (Tumbling down) Tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling down) Tumbling down, tumbling down (Hey, yeah, tumbling down) Tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling down) Tumbling down (Tumbling down) Inside the well of your silence We do not touch My arms rust at the hinges Water swells between us Faster than I can bail We tumble to the bottom And there is deeper still Here now a river That splits us in two Pulls us wide until we cannot cross over It's over But who will say it? All of this us collapsed in time All of this love left out until it sours What was ours Now yours and mine And we are landmines Everything is loaded now And we cannot bear it Everything is crumbling now Tumbling now Tumbling, tumbling down Crawling in the silence Drowning in the well Leave me if you must Castles built for years come crashing down Fleeing if you have to Leave me if you must It all comes tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling, tumbling down, tumbling down) It all comes tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling, tumbling down, tumbling down) And we fall out of love The same way we fell in Reckless It's over And you say it like passing salt at the dinner table And pick the bits of my heart from your teeth That night I dream a dream inside another dream I'm falling I wake up and I'm falling still I wake up and everything stills Frozen in time Before is a memory turned to dust After is a world where there is no us We surge forward into tomorrow But you break the thrust with your touch And we make love like our world is ending It is We will never be these people again And I know now How a good-natured girl turns witch How the knotted sight of two bodies taking hold makes her monstrous Long after I should have forgotten Our favourite song is still an elegy that Troubles the dazzling ghost of what we buried All that was well and living here Gone I haunt the house where we planted roses on the roof Turn our love letters into daggers I disappear the children we did not have The ribbons in their hair crumble to dust in my hands, on our bed Her hands draw you back in Lips part into a red moan that peels the floorboards open And I join the legion Of broken-hearted women who tumble into the earth Where your feet touch the ground Tumbling, tumbling down Tumbling down, tumbling down (It all comes) Tumbling, tumbling down (It all comes) Tumbling down (It all comes) Tumbling, tumbling down (Tumbling down) Tumbling down, tumbling down (Hey) Tumbling, tumbling down (It all comes) Tumbling down (Tumbling down) Hey, oh