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