Her life is a run down house,
Full of past forgotten.
Here it is quiet as a mouse
The walls completely rotten.

A dining room table,
His rocking chair-
It all looks stable,
But no one's there.

A bedroom with lace lying on the floor-
Her dresser battered and scarred.
The lies that shook her to the core,
A memory completely charred.

Here lies a ring, and a diamond chain
Shattered like her heart.
His watch was left out in the rain,
Never again to start.

Oh love that is a broken jewel,
Dear time a frozen clock-
Why do you make me a fool,
This heart that is a rock?