Paroles: Slow Coming Day. Watching It Fall Apart.

Caught up in appearances
What's on the outside is all that counts
And through the mirror she can see deep into the heart of tragedy
Watching it fall apart

This cascading tower falls
She drops to her knees in hopes to find tomorrow
Billboards they reach the sky, decorated by star covered streets
And picture perfect movie screens tell her who she should be

Watching it fall apart
This cascading tower falls
She drops to her knees in hopes to find tomorrow
Could she find, could she find the answer?