Lyrics

I watch your lips move, I watch the
syllables fall out, try to collect them
with my bare hands. I listen to you, your
voice's echoes resonate in my head.

I watch your body and every movement
is a word, every gesture is a sentence.
but when I listen to you I look for meaning
in the noise, in your voice. your chest lifts
and lowers as the air goes in and out,
put some cotton in my ears to mute your
talking, kill the sound ,cause as I try to put
those syllables together I find they make
no sense at all.

I watch your lips move I watch the
syllables fall out, try to collect them with
my bare hands but as I try to put those
syllables together I find they make no
sense at all. They make no sense at all.