The sound of grief no more
The small and padded room
The funny farm where he can't hurt us
He's our all the cosmic center
If he speaks the world will tremble
The temperature it dropped
Stars are born 'round a flashing sun
The colors sparkle and change
The mother of life is a whore
Stars are born 'round a flashing sun
Before he disappears
The colors sparkle and change
The temperature it dropped
Then it all just stopped
Writing weird stuff slow and patient
A dream of love we'll see
The small and padded room
Stars are born 'round a flashing sun
The temperature it dropped
We are spinning 'round
But please don't come so near
A broken watch he got
The small and padded room
Crying on the floor
Then he tries some levitation
And there you see that he flies
A rainy day, you too might meet him
Crying on the floor
The mother of life is a whore
Crying on the floor
The colors sparkle and change
Across the room like a swan
Mute and deaf with no obsessions
It was so quiet I couldn't hear
Then it all just stopped
I looked down on the man that laid
The sound of grief no more
Or what we all believe
I looked down on the man that laid
It was so quiet I couldn't hear
I looked down on the man that laid
We walked into the room
Never dries his tears
And there you see that he flies
Come and see the man of miracles
We walked into the room
The sound of grief no more
We walked into the room
Not a word to breathe
It won't be long until we'll need him
Then it all just stopped
Across the room like a swan
I think it's something deep
He's the one that got no questions
And there you see that he flies
Always drooling walking backwards
Across the room like a swan
And all that's beautiful
Give him mercy, please
It was so quiet I couldn't hear
