Music for Prophet: Pt. 3 (Linger in Silence)

Oh, look what I've done

It slipped out of my hands soon

I built an endless tower of thoughts that looks down on me

So when the sunshine lights up the lake and reaches the ceiling

Watching me dreaming

All I wish and could ever ask for is not to leave

Is not to leave

Be nowhere but here

Linger in silence, listen to the sky, be nowhere but here

Oh, look what I've done

It slipped out of my hands soon

I built an endless tower of thoughts that's falling on me

So when the sunshine lights up the waves and reaches the ceiling

Watching me breathing

All I wish and could ever ask for is not to leave

Is not to leave

Be nowhere but here

Stare at the mirror, talk to the seagulls, be nowhere but here