Come from punishing the body? Or is madness of the lonely mind Just a prison on a dead sea There's no center in this cyclone sea There's no name for what you're feeling There's no sound out on the open sound As you drown what you're concealing ♪ We speak things no one can hear We echo in the sunlight We did not ask to ve in this world But we want to see things put right There's no center in this cyclone sea There's no name for what you're feeling There's no sound out on the open sound As you drown what you're concealing