The Waiting Hour / human drama

When your bag of secrets opened up and spilled
That radiant glow just disappeared
You rained down from the clouds you were in
Sometimes we can be so blind, but how does pain so bad not bleed
You push, you push, sometimes you don't expect to fall
But it's the violent turning of the golden rule
A lifetime of hell for every minute of heaven
I know your heart is breaking, here in the waiting hour
And I know it will never heal, here in the waiting hour
So cross your fingers, or your heart
Your idle wish commands no more
The mirror you hate reveals all in this world you control
Just empty out that bag of tricks, cause in this limbo they don't exist
Just like your vanity, your hopes, your prayers, your dreams
Now did you hear the thunder when you realized
your very own hands reached in and tore your heart out
I know your heart is breaking, here in the waiting hour
And I know it will never heal, here in the waiting hour
I know your heart is breaking
Just like mine did