Well if I ever see the morning
Just like a lizard in the spring
I'm gonna run out in the meadow
To catch the silence when it sings
Well if I ever get to slumber
Just like a mole deep in the ground
Hell, I won't be found
Deep in the dust forgotten gathered
I know there is a hollow
I need to fill it with a draft
Of all the words that I wont way
And with a quiet whisper
I send a curse upon the day
That never used the sun to see
The light