Perfection Through Silence

Alone at last, together in a photograph
Our eyes are always open
Devoted to perfection through silenceWhat am I supposed to do?
Should I sit, wait for you?
Listen to me screaming moreThis story is told only to those who have no mold
The truth can be bought or sold, but what are we buying?
Nothing but silenceWhat am I supposed to do?
Should I sit, wait for you?
Listen to me screaming moreTell me now just what am I supposed to do?
Should I sit, wait for you?
Listen to me screaming moreFold the corners, break the silence
Fold the corners, just for tonightFold the corners, break the silence
Fold the corners, just for tonightFold the corners, break the silence
When weakened, when will you rise?What am I supposed to do?
Should I sit, wait for you?
Listen to me screaming moreTell me now just what am I supposed to do?
Should I sit, wait for you?
Listen to me screaming more