Three bells ringing
Vibration
Noise
Resistant impedance
Wrap the curtain that shades
And
Release, realize you are still
Now, silent being
No more reason
Only joy
Stop conversation
And experience joy
And walk outside
Out here the air is new
Withered bark drinks the morning dew
I move my neck and go behind to look
In here I realize
It's all fake, what I've seen outside
Behind the doors I call my eyes I walk
While I can feel air
I know the stones are there
To reach the other side
I look behind the wall
I look behind the wall
I look behind the wall
Hello, hello
Through a mirror you'll see clearer
The stones are made of dust and
The metal is only rust
