too many voices it won't take long

which one's right which one's wrong

yours is most likely to be misunderstood

screaming in tongues

on the top of my lungs

'til I find you 'til you found me

somehow I always knew that you would

and I am contemplating matters

all this cling and clatter

in my head and what you said

is ringing ringing faster

and it's all good if you would

stop the world from making sense

and if I could just realize

it doesn't really matter

it doesn't really matter

it doesn't really matter

if I could touch

the sound of silence now

you know I would if I knew how

to make these intentions

come around

i'm hearing without listening

and believing every word

you are not saying

speaking without a sound



trapped inside

of these four walls

walking brainless muppet dolls

mushroom face

beneath the tangles

bleeding silhouette inside

dancing like an angel would