I have been so close to death
And I have run so far from life
Hanging on my little thread
And yet to try to shh, the quiet
My quiet's not gentle
In empty wells, oh
I'm going through a slow withdrawal
'Cause my pretending had to peel
I let it pull so much from me
That I've forgotten how to feel
And my quiet's not gentle
In empty wells, oh
And it's a long, long tunnel
Oh, it's a long way down
I'm looking for puddles and oceans
And anything tearing me up from the ground
As it turns out, I'm alive
And as it turns to look at me
This little devil man admirer
Who said this was my only destiny
My quiet's not gentle
(Not gentle)
My quiet's not gentle
(Not gentle)
My quiet's not gentle
(Not gentle)
In empty wells
I'm looking for puddles and oceans
And anything
Looking for puddles and oceans
And anything
Looking for puddles and oceans