Hallowed be the suns that shun and shine their lack of a light.
I see the signs of their denial, I see the signs that something might happen on the tide that comes and goes both day and night, I see the sign of a smile, I see the signs we're back in style.
When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there is no way.
When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way, there is no way.
Tombs and a rose in soft step,
Calming aromas too,
The tones in the womb subside.
Comes to a stop in toast of,
Crowns in the clouds I see,
The tones in the womb subside.
When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there is no way.
When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way, there is no way.