Cranberries, Pt. 2 Video (MV)

And the last thing you ever said to me
With your hopes wrapped round your rosary
You said, "oh, how we have changed
And well oh, how we have changed, didn't we"

All the people walking round outside have no idea
And the birds all sing in harmony
As the people shed their miseries
All the shoulders on their backs are hunched
Their cards have all been punched, yeah
And they led me to the little room where you used to stay
With the sheets stained red and scented sweet
Of your favorite Christmas cranberries
That you harvested without a sound
Your knees digging in the ground, yeah

All the walls are crumblin' now
And I revel in the sound
With the blankets you picked out
I wrap my arms around me
As the fire is lickin' down
I pretend that you'd be proud
But I found out
Your last moments strewn about the house
Well it's all dust and ashes now

And they let me see the broken shell where you used to stay
With the walls of wax smooth and sticky
From your favorite Easter cranberries
That you harvested without a word
What a strange voice to be heard

So take my hand and save me
From this thing you gave me
The love that squirms in my heart
Gnaws and rips me apart
Though lovers' tears may drown us
The apparitions have found us
To take you to that sky clear
Cause you can't live with me here
But please don't take it hard now
For you are so far now
And without you my heart goes
The circuits burst and explode

And the last thing you ever said to me
Your breath still smelling of cranberries
You said, "oh, how we have changed
Oh, how we have changed"