Always on the run from slowing down. Never resting till the stomach aches but now I'm resting quietly.
As my arms become wallpaper and my legs become the flooring
I can hear every word they say while they're passing me. Eyes look straight through me.
I'm gone, alone like the building I became a part of. Found a beautiful peace.
I wanna be a stone, I wanna be a wall. Just let me be something that's quiet, that's calm
That sinks and stays down, but never drowns. Something, anything that's stable
And not always on the verge of an implosion. Nobody acts resentfully if you find your happy-end
At least that's what the movies tell. So grant me that wish.
Hurry; go tell the sirens I'm deaf to their song of sleep. So turn on the typewriters, tonight we'll write a novel.
For I almost seem to have forgotten what it is that makes me sleep at night.
As my arms become wallpaper and my legs become the flooring
I can hear every word they say while they're passing me. Eyes look straight through me.
I'm gone, alone like the building I became a part of. Found a beautiful peace.
I wanna be a stone, I wanna be a wall. Just let me be something that's quiet, that's calm
That sinks and stays down, but never drowns. Something, anything that's stable
And not always on the verge of an implosion. Nobody acts resentfully if you find your happy-end
At least that's what the movies tell. So grant me that wish.
Hurry; go tell the sirens I'm deaf to their song of sleep. So turn on the typewriters, tonight we'll write a novel.
For I almost seem to have forgotten what it is that makes me sleep at night.