Open space
Camera phone
Keys misplaced
Dial tone
Are you the sum of all your fears
When you're dying alone
Or are you made of stone?
Overdose the sun
Has left us comatose
And blind to none
Through the sand we comb
For another day
Then we'll be on our way
Home
Don't make a sound
Just hold your breath until the sun goes down
If you should run aground
Just disappear and then you turn around
Open gate
Frames disowned
Half-empty gla**
Of that spirit you've loaned
And if you shutter it away
Does it become a great unknown
A king without a throne
Overdose the sun
The belt was pointed like
A makeshift gun
Through the sand we comb
For another day
And do we have to stay
Home
Don't make a sound
Just hold your breath until the sun goes down
If you should run aground
Just disappear and then you turn around
Is there a fix for what is broken?
All that's left is best unspoken
You can hear them
When you're hiding in your room
The monsters overhead
And the things they've built
A house, a pen, a tomb
All they can take from you
Don't make a sound
Just hold your breath until the sun goes down
If you should run aground
Just disappear and then you turn around
Don't make a sound
Just hold your breath until the sun goes down
If you should run aground
Just disappear and then you turn around
Is there a fix for what is broken?
All that's left is best unspoken