quiet
I am sleeping
in here
I need a little hope
for years
I've been sleeping
helpless
couldn't tell a soul
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget
you see behind me
silent
metal mercies
castrate
boys to bone
Jesus
are you listening
up there
to anyone at all
we are the fossils
relics of our time
mutilate the meanings
so they're easy to deny
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget
you see behind me
quiet quiet
I am sleeping
quiet quiet
I am sleeping
quiet
I don't trust you
I can't hear you
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget
you see behind me
you see behind me
the grace of falling snow
cover up everything you know
come save me from the awful sound
of nothing