breaking up

a handful of sand, is all that you grab, as you're watching the money fall, right through your hands, it took such a long, long time now, to build on demand, but this is a war in the cradle of, this modern man, does this mean we're breaking up?, like stones again?, a mouthful of glass, that cuts up your words, you better watch that nothing's falling out, watching nothing is heard, does this mean we're breaking up?, like stones again?, it took a long, long, long, long time, to reverse, like a curse, it took a long, long, long, long time, took long, long, long, long time, and these are the words in the pages of, and this is the law of unspoken love, and this is a war in the cradle of, this modern man, does this mean we're breaking up?, like stones again?