Where words can’t reach and time falls still, where everything turns clear and the voice is not required. Between the breath and the quiet there’s the same thin border where I remain. (mmh mmh mmh) Far and near, (mmh mmh mmh) all of it moving slowly, (mmh mmh mmh) no sound, no language, only the waiting speaking on its own. Shapes drift apart in the distance of my steps. My hands keep searching for something not there. Between the breath and the quiet there’s the same thin border where I remain. (mmh mmh mmh) Far and near, (mmh mmh mmh) all of it moving slowly, (mmh mmh mmh) no sound, no language, only the waiting speaking on its own. It isn’t memory, it isn’t thought, it’s only what is left when everything falls silent. (soft overlapping voices) --- (mmh mmh mmh) Where words can’t reach, (mmh mmh mmh) and stillness stays uncovered, (mmh mmh mmh) no sound, no language, only what remains between us.
