I speak just to hear something living
The ceiling breathes like it knows me
But even my voice sounds asleep
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know where to go
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
The walls remember every silence
They hum in keys I used to sing
My shadows lean in
when I try to forget you
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
And I wander through this greysclae life
Each day the same refrain
I sit in my thought
Nothing feels mine
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
The ceiling breathes like it knows me
But even my voice sounds asleep
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know where to go
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
The walls remember every silence
They hum in keys I used to sing
My shadows lean in
when I try to forget you
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
And I wander through this greysclae life
Each day the same refrain
I sit in my thought
Nothing feels mine
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by
I live in a room with no echo
where even the dark won’t reply
Just me and the dust and the hollow
watching the night pass me by