Eyeline - Submotion Orchestra

In the darkness she’ll disappear

Loaded dallies all she’ll hear

Speak not, speak not, for a while

Speak not, speak not, hit the ground

Your whispers dead fell on the ground, set inside

Soft like flower on the ground

Laughing voices all around

They’re calling open your eyes

In places once alive

Like fullest fly and treat the sorrows alike

Speak not, speak not, for a while

Speak not, speak not, hit the ground

Your whispers dead fell on the ground, set inside

Speak not, speak not, for a while

Speak not, speak not, hit the ground