the rain is late tonight
it's the winter passing through to spring
outside in the night-time glow
in private, in secret
we need to carry those invisible things
in private, in secret
the language of tears
the pure and the perfect
don't let me settle in this hazy grief
still all your secrets of more than one love
floating forever in your freedom
set me apart from other boys

the language of tears
the wind and the water
the stillness shrouds my head
and wash my wings
but still the world is out of tune
not even looking for eternity
set me apart from other boys