It's impossible I've gone days and not a word. It's unreal, The blank I draw from what's preferred. It's incredible What it is you seem to lack. It's untrue That I just grow up and face the facts. When the storms are coming this way, That's time we got now. When the ground begins to shift, we'll wait for them to get loud. We'll wait for them to get loud. It's unusual Why we take it all for granted. It's a mystery Why we take back the words we planted. In the streets, Silence rattles up my bones. And it's a trial That keeps us up when we're alone. Ooooo-oooo Oooo-oooo Ooo-ooooooo They say it's solitude That makes you stronger when you're spent. But, I'm just a post-board Fathoming what I represent. In the streets, Silence rattles up my bones. And it's that trial That keeps us up when we're alone.