One silver hair to give you wisdom
Two silver hairs reflect your sadness
I can't imagine you've been eating
But i can see that you've been sleeping
With a heart on your sleeve
And the devil's voice in your head
Stop all that sitting by the window
Don't you forget about the daylight
It's about time you left your bedroom
You picked a side 'cause you were in split in two
And now you can leave out
The devil's voice from your head
You are young, tread lightly
Your footsteps are too heavy
In the daylight use your slippers,
In the nighttime use your wings
Catch a glimpse of the ocean
When the bathtub overflows,
Stroke the fingers of the minute
When the minute hand is slow
And quit carrying that burden
And quit trying to know the story
Give the angel's voice a turn
