(Verse 1) (Hlboký, pokojný, takmer hovorený tón v spodnom registri) The walls are painted in a shade of grey, No whispers here to lead my soul astray. A crowded room was just a paper stage, Where every smile was written on a page. I shut the door and let the shadows fall, There is no hollow echo in this hall. (Pre-Chorus) (Hlas sa mierne dvíha, naberá na naliehavosti) They wore their kindness like a borrowed dress, A glittering cage of empty carefulness. I’d rather sit alone inside the dark, Than warm my hands beside a borrowed spark. (Chorus) (Silnejší, plný a rezonujúci contralto tón – úderný a oslobodzujúci) Oh, solitude, you are a quiet sea, Where heavy waters finally let me be. A thousand voices cannot match the grace Of silence breathing in an empty space. I’d rather wear my shadow like a crown, Than stand in crowds where I am drowning down. (Verse 2) (Mierne uvoľnenejšie, ale stále uzemnené) They trade their truths for coin that currency won't keep, A shallow river where the currents run too cheap. I watched the mirrors crack beneath their glare, And found out beauty was a phantom there. Now every clock is ticking at my pace, And I am safely resting in my place. (Pre-Chorus) (Opäť s narastajúcou silou) They wore their kindness like a borrowed dress, A glittering cage of empty carefulness. I’d rather sit alone inside the dark, Than warm my hands beside a borrowed spark. (Chorus) (Naplno rezonujúci refrén, hlboká emócia) Oh, solitude, you are a quiet sea, Where heavy waters finally let me be. A thousand voices cannot match the grace Of silence breathing in an empty space. I’d rather wear my shadow like a crown, Than stand in crowds where I am drowning down. (Bridge) (Stlmený hudobný podklad, dôraz na text, hlboké a dýchajúce tóny) The noise is gone. The masks are burned to ash. No more pretend, No more of that sweet-tongued trash. I am my own. I am complete. Just my own heart, And my own steady beat. (Guitar / Cello Solo - Dramatic & Deep) (Chorus) (Vrchol pesničky, maximálna hĺbka a sila hlasu) Oh, solitude, you are a quiet sea, Where heavy waters finally let me be. A thousand voices cannot match the grace Of silence breathing in an empty space. I’d rather wear my shadow like a crown, Than stand in crowds where I am drowning down. (Outro) (Hlas slabne, doznieva v pokoji a tichu) Just empty space... Just me, and grace. No crowds, no lies. Just peace before the skies. (Fade out)
