Son (Live at EartH)

I think it's been a while, since they called you son Digging out a smile, since the crowds have come The body never lies, sugar-sweet pain Sleeping on the tiles, how times have changed And heaven will never be empty Strange the way the silence grows Hold on, you must be hurting I'm thinking of you now I'm thinking of you now It's all gone, you must be searching I'm thinking of you now I'm thinking of you now Spinning like a top A never ending course that finds a darker place The coward in my heart That's never held the pain that finds you everyday Standing in the crowd You've seen it all through photographs that cameras take If you could see them now, silhouetted on your face Heaven will never be empty Strange the way the silence grows You'll never forget your twenties Hold on, you must be hurting I'm thinking of you now I'm thinking of you now It's all gone, you must be searching I'm thinking of you now I'm thinking of you now And heaven will never be empty Strange the way the silence grows