PSYCHOTICA - Too Late

Great song from Espina album (1998)
lyrics by Pat Briggs:

Here in this house
The ivy will cling to the wall,
Deaf to it all
Here in this house
Are you happy I'm gone?
Do you still swallow the dawn?
Just like a newborn phoenix
Wrought from the ash
Like when we were
Wild as the rain
Wild as the rain
On a sudden morning
Spring hurricane
We had nothing to lose
And now its just pain

It's too late
And I can't worry now
It's too late
And I can't stand the rain
Anymore

Here in this house
As the walls decompose
Waiting to close on me
Here in this house
Our palace of pleasure and pain
And there's nothing to gain
And if the world is so cruel
Wishing you down
When you stumble and fall
I crumble and fall
And you look for some cool
Stranger to burn you
To carry the flame
Of when we were
Wild as the rain
(repeat chorus)