[Verse]
The words lie sleeping, deep in me,
no light breaks through this vacancy.
What shall I do? Where shall I go?
Time drifts away, yet I stay slow.

[Verse 2]
So I shall write, though none will hear,
as shadows dance without a seer.
Perhaps a spark will break the grey,
a voice arise, a world obey.

[Chorus]
I turn, I stumble, fall through air,
the space distorts, dissolves nowhere.
I turn, I stumble, fall through air,
my echo calls – yet no one’s there.

[Bridge]
Still sleeps the world, still sleeps my soul,
a whisper faint, yet not quite whole.
Still sleeps the world, still sleeps my soul,
but silence shall not take control.