Текст песни The Sound of Us - A Lot Like Birds
                                                Dead 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                jewelry 
                                                boxes 
                                                spill 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                rush 
                                                past 
                                                them, 
                                                lain 
                                                to 
                                                waste
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                can't 
                                                have 
                                                everything 
                                                we 
                                                want, 
                                                some 
                                                things 
                                                will 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                no 
                                                beauty 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fire 
                                                but 
                                                there 
                                                is 
                                                beauty 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                your 
                                                eyes 
                                                locked 
                                                willingly 
                                                with 
                                                death 
                                                and 
                                                death 
                                                turned 
                                                trembling 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                ice 
                                                on 
                                                passing 
                                                comets 
                                                we 
                                                move 
                                                coldly, 
                                                soundless, 
                                                through 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                but 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wordless 
                                                space 
                                                between 
                                                us 
                                                there 
                                                is 
                                                something 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Each 
                                                note 
                                                exists 
                                                within 
                                                the 
                                                silence, 
                                                our 
                                                hearts 
                                                were 
                                                moving 
                                                it 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                sing 
                                                the 
                                                melody 
                                                so 
                                                perfect; 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                only 
                                                get 
                                                it 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                beg, 
                                                just 
                                                make 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                stop 
                                                (it's 
                                                exposed 
                                                too 
                                                much)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I've 
                                                had 
                                                enough 
                                                (time 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                go)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                always 
                                                quiet 
                                                and 
                                                that 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                sound 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                (and 
                                                it's 
                                                killing 
                                                me, 
                                                I'm 
                                                close 
                                                to 
                                                giving 
                                                up)
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                hourglass 
                                                is 
                                                spinning, 
                                                tumbling 
                                                right 
                                                past 
                                                me 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gravity 
                                                long 
                                                since 
                                                gone, 
                                                now 
                                                an 
                                                airless 
                                                tomb
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                song 
                                                that 
                                                lived 
                                                between 
                                                us: 
                                                here 
                                                but 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                tune
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                grains 
                                                of 
                                                sand 
                                                escape 
                                                the 
                                                glass, 
                                                each 
                                                one 
                                                paler 
                                                than 
                                                the 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Entire 
                                                planets 
                                                empty 
                                                with 
                                                only 
                                                dust 
                                                and 
                                                rocks 
                                                to 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                escaped 
                                                from 
                                                here, 
                                                leaving 
                                                this 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                found 
                                                an 
                                                enemy 
                                                in 
                                                sorrow; 
                                                    I 
                                                made 
                                                    a 
                                                lover 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                now 
                                                I'm 
                                                running 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                air 
                                                and 
                                                I'm 
                                                begging
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                make 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                stop 
                                                (it's 
                                                exposed 
                                                too 
                                                much)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I've 
                                                had 
                                                enough 
                                                (time 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                go)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                always 
                                                quiet 
                                                and 
                                                that 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                sound 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                (And 
                                                it's 
                                                killing 
                                                me, 
                                                I'm 
                                                close 
                                                to 
                                                giving 
                                                up)
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                am 
                                                    I 
                                                to 
                                                say? 
                                                We've 
                                                been 
                                                growing 
                                                apart
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                infatuation 
                                                with 
                                                you 
                                                began 
                                                to 
                                                slip 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                void
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                it 
                                                drift 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                cosmos 
                                                as 
                                                anguish 
                                                plagued 
                                                my 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                we 
                                                began 
                                                to 
                                                mirror 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                space 
                                                between 
                                                the 
                                                stars, 
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't 
                                                take 
                                                the 
                                                static
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                needed 
                                                something 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                wasn't 
                                                easy 
                                                finding 
                                                something 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                for, 
                                                hearing 
                                                your 
                                                voice 
                                                inside 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                everything, 
                                                took 
                                                    a 
                                                moment 
                                                to 
                                                breathe, 
                                                then 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                run 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                make 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                stop 
                                                (it's 
                                                exposed 
                                                too 
                                                much)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I've 
                                                had 
                                                enough 
                                                (time 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                go)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                always 
                                                quiet 
                                                and 
                                                that 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                sound 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                (And 
                                                it's 
                                                killing 
                                                me, 
                                                I'm 
                                                close 
                                                to 
                                                giving 
                                                up)
 
                                    
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