So, the waves are high and they're crashing to shore They could easily take you with them to the deep Though you are sedentary you are flying through space You're so tempted to give yourself for them to keep But there's a tiny disturbing distraction Slightly waking you up, glancing at someone It seems like a person yelling through glass And yes' there's a sound now, appears like the sun This state of eternal sleep, of agony consumers you The burden of life, of breath, feels heavier than stones do And so, when a sound so frail, so pure, so strong then comes through Your sleep is moved by the tiniest splash because it is true Wreck Sad Fog Dread Down Host Less Why? Fall Wreck Numb Sad Wrong Fog Sick Dread Hurt Down Fault Host Beg Less Why? Loss Fall Wreck Numb Sad Wrong Fog Sick Dread Hurt Down Fault Host Beg Less Why? Lost But the sound is too weak and the sun too bright You're tired now and moving numbs you with fright Is this making you worse or is this relief? Looking back on your life in a state of grief? Despite being numb and deaf, the ropes will always hang there The breeze will make them sway so passively and say guilt Hard to tell if someone was here or not through this constant nightmare Looking through a window into this house you didn't buildTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
