Falling Out Without Me

Falling Out Without Me
Home is where you feel least away
Where the ache of loneliness stays
Just as dormant as a good dog
Away is when you feel less at home
Like a pebble violently thrown
By the hand of a sick child

It’s like the night is all on your time
I’m nearly going out of my mind
I’d like to take the look from your eyes
And hold it right up to the light
So maybe I need for love to be
More than drawing out a bad dream
Oh maybe I feel enough for three
When time is falling out around me
I’m changing, it hits back too much
We’re falling out without me
It’s all too plain to see
We’re falling out without me
Alone is when you’re most with the world
Not delicate boys and girls
Who talk enough for anyone
Adored is when you feel most alone
Raised on some ungodly throne
Legs kicking round the hot sun
It’s like the night is all on your time
I’m nearly going out of my mind
I’d like to take the look from your eyes
And hold it right up to the light

So maybe I need for love to be
More than drawing out a bad dream
Oh maybe I feel enough for three
When time is falling out around me
I’m changing, it hits back too much
We’re falling out without me
It’s all too plain to see
We’re falling out without me
We’re falling out without me
We’re falling out without me
We’re falling out without me
We’re falling out without me
En 'Falling Out Without Me' de White Lies, la sensación de hogar se entrelaza con la soledad, como si esta última fuera un perro bien entrenado en espera. La distancia, por otro lado, se equipara a ser lanzado violentamente como una piedra por la mano de un niño enfermo...