Hallowed be the suns that shun and shine their lack of a light.
I see the signs of their denial, I see the signs that something might,
happen on the tide that comes and goes both day and night.
I see the sign of a smile, I see the signs we're back in style.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,
with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there is no way.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,
with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way , there is no way.

Tombs and a rose in soft step,
calming aromas too.
Tones in the womb subside.
comes to a stop in toast of,
crowns in the clouds I see.
Tones in the womb subside.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,
with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there is no way.