Silence has said, will you ever hear a sound
 we have lost again what had thought to find
 you're ignorace, you're miserable
 your tear my veins, the words are much to sore
 We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before
 despair and shame of life, you're always asking more
 we walk across the land we've never crossed before
 the purest kind of mask is all you're longing for
 Born in the dirt, i was the slow-watcher
 grown in the pain, no change of attitude
 [bad word] after the years that crawl
 but you never felt my depth of soul
 We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before
 despair and shame of life, you're always asking more
 we've walked across the land kept by the holy ghost
 but i never feel the same, god knows i tried...