The Year the World Was Closed

It's getting louder in here With all these waking dreams A little louder Keep speaking Secretly to me And I think I'm being told the words to write And I feel the louder it gets the more I'm right Right Right The louder it gets The louder it gets The louder it gets the More I'm right It's as though there is no bottom You're both dancers Prayer and answer I struck gold I found connection How much soul can one soul have? If you leave them alone The green things will grow People used to have real faces Now they put on different looks Now they're judging books by movies Now they're judging songs by hooks And I can't keep tearing myself apart And there's no use having a secret heart If no one Is going to keep it The year the world was closed I watched us grow In a dream I had To break my neck To see over the edge of myself Of myself The louder it gets Louder It's as though there is no bottom You're both dancers Prayer and answer I struck gold I made connection How much soul does this guy have? If you leave them alone The green things will grow