Droning chords and distant bells Humming over empty shells Holding on tight onto a dead sky Nomadic moves across a lawn Inch by inch into the dawn Holding on tight onto a dead sky Turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say Always Turn a deaf ear pushing you further away Always Droning chords and distant bells To what's been over since the fall Holding tight to what's been felt Holding on tight onto a dead sky Turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say Always Turn a deaf ear pushing you further away Always