Just a car, just a wall.

The moon shone like nothing had happened,
and the wind walked around the garden,
treading on the gravel like nothing had happened.
The trees danced with their ruby leaves
like nothing had happened.
and the spiders lay quiet on their beds of silk
like nothing had happened.

Truth is nothing had happened,
That shook the ground or changed the way the wind moved.
Or changed the way the moon smiled through the clouds.
It was just a car, just a wall,
just two guys that walked away from the accident untouched.
Just a phone call, and just a trembling hand.

The road still soaked the black of the night,
like nothing had happened.
And the cats eyes that lay embedded in the road
still sparkled like nothing had happened.
The lone owl in the trees, just looked on, still wise,
looking on like nothing had happened.

Truth is nothing had happened,
That caused the world to stop spinning,
or wake the people from their beds.
To get on the news,
Or change the lives that people led.

It was just a car, just a wall,
just two guys that walked away from the accident untouched.
We are just a small thing that happened one night.