There’s a cool web of silence winds us in
Words melt us down, so we spin again
The less we speak the less we cry
You and I

There’s a hotbed of anger just ahead
We are fighting to be led from the fire to the clouds
Where the cool, cool silence winds us in

Maybe
You should have told me that you were awake
Maybe
I should have said I’m afraid

There’s the comfort of strangers every night
I’m aware that how I hide isn’t right       
Here I go to the cool, cool silence