You say I talk of everything, I talk of all I see
but my eyes are somehow different than before
cause something's changed
In the corner of my mind there’s healing I am free
I’ve given up on the lies we hide behind
and I can see all the times I thought I’ve got it in my hands
well you wash it out like hour glass sand
and I want to scream but still I seem to listen
to the voice of someone that I cannot see
I’ve heard the talk before I’ve seen the dam fill up
with more and more of the trinkets that are vying for my life
while the truth hung out to dry
I’m looking for a kingdom in this marketplace of lies
all the paupers who want bread for just one day
or the prince who lives like there's 10,000 days
speaking silence once again
thinking about the words that won’t give in
and how we sip until the cup is finally done
and everything has come undone
but still your voice is ringing in my ears
I hear it soft I hear it clear I hear it soft
All the times I think I’ve got it in my hands
well you squeeze my heart, make the pain command
and blood is thinning like candle wax
the smoke’s so thick I won’t go back
I breathe I choke I’m sanded smooth
the air you breathe the dust it moves
with my spirit bruised I inhale to speak
well the volumes loud but the content meek
your war my peace your cold my heat
my body falls from your judgment seat
I cannot run but I jump to fly, I cannot see but I will close my eyes
You are my god my hope my dream
I will cling to you to the mountains sing
and I want to scream but still I seem to listen
to the voice of someone that I cannot see