The open ends when you're out of season
You say you're moving over the sound
So go away and take it all with you
Break the frost and into the ground
The still life is still life
It's nowhere to be
The road's going to freeze
The still life is still life
It's hold what you see
The road's going to freeze
The open ends without any reason
It all depends on who's been around
Leave today following silence
I guess you're moving over the sound
The still life is still life
It's nowhere to be
The road's going to freeze
The still life is still life
It's hold what you see
The road's going to freeze
No one's alone
No one's alone
To love is to own
And no one's alone
To see is to hold
And into the cold
To love is to own
And no one's alone
The still life is still life
It's nowhere to be
The road's going to freeze
The still life is still life
It's hold what you see
The road's going to freeze
You say you're moving over the sound
I'm of the mob
I am the rabble
I make numbers
Not choices
I'm of the cult
I am the masses
One idea
Many voices
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud
I'm of the herd
A disciple
I pay my rent
When it's due
I'm of the force
I am the war
An online friend
Next to you
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud
I'm of the heap
I'm the pile
I'm a glazed
Over smile
I'm of the sun
And the ocean
I make inches
Feel like miles
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud
As a single millet seed I do not make a sound
When I fall with the bushel I am loud