The Oracle

These lights are gone

My ears hear no sound

Folding between the skin and bone

We will hear and know

Folding back our ears

And slow grows our heart

Searching for, searching for

Searching for the sound

The secret in your eyes

Is your voice dead to me?

Or just too far away?

Searching for the sound

I?m listening

When scenery is taken

These lights are gone

My ears hear no sound

Folding between the skin and bone

Between the skin and bone

We will hear and know

Folding back our ears

And slow grows our heart

Searching for, searching for

Searching for the sound

The secret in your eyes

Is your voice dead to me?

Or just too far away?

Searching for the sound

I?m listening

When scenery is taken

We will hear and know

Searching for, searching for

Searching for the sound

The secret in your eyes

Is your voice dead to me?

Or just too far away?

Searching for the sound

I?m listening

When scenery is taken