Lyrics

The stillness of the notes until they’re played
The meaning of the world until they’re said
The power of the shapes until they’re made,
Listen. They never fade.

All twisted and confused, I never ask.
I sit here and refuse
The one thing that leads the way.
Sparkles in the dark, echoes of light
Feel so right.

The mind always says that it knows how it goes
It flows, but don’t listen, I swear it’s just noise.
Expecting to find all the truth left behind, rewind, connecting the dots and align
Looking for a sign.