How cold Empty the silence that we both know Weeds outgrown We suffer in quiet from wasted storms Oh, we've lost it all again And always weighing on our hands My pain, your home I keep it buried here in my lungs Our ghosts so heavy My skin, your bones One touch and turn me right into stone I'll hold Will you let me? Will you let me? Bite my tongue Steady in spite of what we've become Days are gone Lonely as fire without a form Oh, we've lost it all again But all the waves will never end My pain, your home I keep it buried here in my lungs Our ghosts so heavy My skin, your bones One touch and you turn me right into stone I'll hold Will you let me? Will you let me? My pain, your home I keep it buried here in my lungs Our ghosts so heavy My skin, your bones One touch and you turn me right into stone I'll hold Will you let me? Will you let me? Will you let me? Will you let me? Will you let me? Will you let me? My pain, your home I keep it buried here in my lungs Our ghosts so heavy