Opus Däi - Nightingale lyrics

Turned off the phone, I turned off our home Turned off the whole Turned off TVs, I'm turned off in me I turned off with ease I turned off with ease Sleep, as you weep, your bad dreams On the count of three, please, release them through me Turned off the sword, I turned off reward And scenes of expecting It's not what you say, it's where it comes from It's where it comes from It's where it comes from