The Voice Of Sleep - Stone Statues текст песни

We laid you rest, on a gentle hillside.
The wind at our backs, to carry our goodbyes.
This is hard, you came so far.
This is hard, you came so far.

We opened our eyes, some twenty years ago.
You may not have your body, but at least you've got your soul.
I pray so hard, my fingers grow numb.
You always loved the night, but now you'll miss the sun.

I listen close, to the language of the leaves.
I heard the ghost, of what, died inside of me.

Louder than the voice of god, you say.
Louder than the voice of god, you say.