Dance the silence

Take it, just take it...

I won't stop you from stealing my pride.

I'll break all the mirrors

and it will be so easy to see.

Shake the dust and love won't be enough

Lust.

Look straight at it,

don't you think it's mystifying?

Scary thoughts of freedom,

trapped in the nest of frustrated

Mist.

Hear the knocking;

sing the song for the restless,

they are tired of their own sound.

And when the calling's over,

she'll become as wild as her child.

We'll pray for the kneeled.

They'll forget all their sins

and time will be forgiven.

Rock, rock, rock the crib.

The newborn is waiting...

for you to cry.