The Sleeping Broadcast Silence Lyrics:
It's cold tonight. The silver poles, like icicles,
stuck to our skin and won't let go. And these
seats alone might as well be covered up with a
foot of snow because getting up seems so
difficult. As sad as it seems to me just sitting
down, witnessing a silence come back. Why can't
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everything be alright? To get away, run. With
these walls so dark and I am calling out.
Reactions through airwaves, stronger, silence. The
anger is swarming, a sickness, a fault, never
again will I try. To see through the faults of
hopeless lives failing to shine. Single file lines
leading to nowhere. Falling like flies landing in
an order. But without this the world wouldn't
turn.
Lyrics: Broadcast Silence, The Sleeping [end]