Quiet
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Quiet
Midnight
Lock all the doors
Turn out the lights
Feels like
The end of the world
This Sunday night
There's not a sound
Outside the snow's coming down
Somehow I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
3.02
The space in this room
Has turned on me
All my fears
Have cornered me here
Me and my TV screen
The volume's down
Blue lights are dancing around
And still I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
Daylight is climbing the walls
Cars start and feet walk the halls
The world awakes and now i am safe
At least by the light of the day...
At least by the light of the day...
Midnight
Lock all the doors
Turn out the lights
Feels like
The end of the world
This Sunday night
There's not a sound
Outside the snow's coming down
Somehow I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
3.02
The space in this room
Has turned on me
All my fears
Have cornered me here
Me and my TV screen
The volume's down
Blue lights are dancing around
And still I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
Daylight is climbing the walls
Cars start and feet walk the halls
The world awakes and now i am safe
At least by the light of the day...
At least by the light of the day...