I don't talk too much
I speak for the Heart
If the world could take it
we wouldn't have to part
When you don't fit in
you have to make your own
Go and tidy up the wreckless
probably boil some bone.

If you had to feel this feeling
If you had to feel this vice

Now's not the right time
to play that knell
It's too early now
When your skin can feel
every wind
and when your skin can feel
every wind
your skin can feel
every wind.

Have you ever been swallowed
by the night
and you wanted more
needed more?
had to let love in
as some medicine?

I hear the wind chymes
and all this peace
has got me messed up
and its too much peace
and I'm messed up
to much I&I
don't you believe me?

I need that harsh bell
it rings depths
bring me that death knell
in that toll creeps
but there ain't no one
ain't no one
ain't no one near.

I swear the ghosts play;
they're out again
it ain't any sudden day
and I kissed them
They dress like old days
They force to stay
always thought I wouldn't turn out
---anything like them