Trying to find the right sound
That could make sense of our time in this place
When you sang you could feel it close
In buildings made out of stones and ghosts
You told me just to keep this a secret
A word that turns into dust when you speak it
You write about a spirit in your stories
That came down to tell another story
But we build our cities higher than the heavens
And tell the world to watch what happens
We break into cracks all the smooth surfaces
And make sense of our time in this place
To fill up the empty space between the light and your face
To fill up the empty space between the light and your face
To fill up the empty space between the light and your face
I found a love but I try to deny it
When buildings made of stone crumble in the quiet
I found a book that was only ever stolen
With words that turned into wars when you told them
And now we think we cam laugh at the image
But its hard not to think that there's something
That fills all the spaces between us
And points us towards the good things