[Verse 1] Steps — I walked through answers turned to dust. Sounds — heard reasons rot, betray their trust. Signs — no need for signs, I made my own. Thought — it meant: I’m all alone. [Chorus] I’m every leaf that falls from the tree, The void — the last thing that you will see. Explanation? There is none. The last time I thought of it, I said: begone. [Verse 2] Eyes — they closed before the dawn could break. Breath — I took, but none for mercy’s sake. Pulse — it drummed, indifferent, slow. Word — unspoken; nothing left to know. [Bridge] Once I tried to name it — the shape, the sound, But every answer turned me further down. Now I just stand where meaning used to be, And let the silence do the talk for me. [Final Chorus] I’m every leaf that falls from the tree, The void — the last thing that you will see. Explanation? There is none. No explanation — and I need none.
