[male
vocals] (
Soft
piano
chords) (
Deep,
breathy
sigh)
It’
s
quiet
now,
Simon.
Just
you
and
the
heavy
air.
I
look
at
the
chair
where
you
used
to
sit
Just
an
empty
space
where
the
shadows
hit
The
silence
is
screaming,
it’
s
loud
in
my
head
Repeating
the
words
that
were
left
unsaid
I’
m
walking
a
path
that
I
don’
t
understand
Reaching
for
ghosts
with
a
trembling
hand
They
turn
away,
Simon,
they
don’
t
see
the
pain
They
only
see
clouds
and
they
wait
for
the
rain
Oh,
Father,
where
do
I
go
from
here?
With
a
heart
full
of
stones
and
a
soul
full
of
fear
The
world
keeps
on
turning,
they
walk
on
by
While
I’
m
looking
up
at
an
indifferent
sky
They’
re
not
happy
with
me,
they
judge
what
they
see
But
they
don’
t
know
the
weight
that
is
crushing
me
I’
m
trying
to
breathe
in
a
room
full
of
ghosts
Raising
a
glass
to
the
ones
I
miss
most
My
father
is
gone,
he’
s
the
wind
in
the
trees
And
I’
m
left
down
here
on
my
bended
knees
They
whisper
in
corners,
they
look
with
cold
eyes
Ignoring
the
truth
and
embracing
the
lies
How
do
I
stand
when
the
ground
starts
to
shake?
How
much
more
pressure
can
one
spirit
take?
Oh,
Father,
where
do
I
go
from
here?
With
a
heart
full
of
stones
and
a
soul
full
of
fear
The
world
keeps
on
turning,
they
walk
on
by
While
I’
m
looking
up
at
an
indifferent
sky
They’
re
not
happy
with
me,
they
judge
what
they
see
But
they
don’
t
know
the
weight
that
is
crushing
me
God,
can
you
speak
to
the
hearts
that
are
stone?
Tell
them
I’
m
tired
of
being
alone
Tell
them
the
judgment
is
heavy
to
bear
When
I’
m
already
gasping
for
patches
of
air
Simon,
keep
steady,
the
night
has
to
end
Even
the
broken
can
learn
how
to
mend
I
carry
his
memory,
a
spark
in
the
dark
Though
they
throw
their
arrows
to
leave
me
a
mark
I’
ll
stand
in
the
silence,
I’
ll
stand
in
the
cold
Waiting
for
stories
that
need
to
be
told
I
am
his
son,
and
I’
ll
walk
on
my
own
Even
when
walking
through
valleys
of
stone
Oh,
Father,
where
do
I
go
from
here?
With
a
heart
full
of
stones
and
a
soul
full
of
fear
The
world
keeps
on
turning,
they
walk
on
by
While
I’
m
looking
up
at
an
indifferent
sky
They’
re
not
happy
with
me,
they
judge
what
they
see
But
they
don’
t
know
the
weight
that
is
crushing
me
Let
them
talk,
let
them
judge
I’
m
holding
on
to
the
light
Rest
now,
Simon
The
morning
is
coming (
Fade
out
with
soft
piano
notes)