And though my sermon salts the air
My ears are soon left empty
Silence still holds dominion
Words once adorned are now laid bear
Unpolished lumps of nothing
So much unheard opinion

Silent now rest
Come happiness
All is at ease
Rest now in peace
Come now sleep

So shut my mouth and close my eyes
I've no strength left to patronize
So much to see with eyes wide open
But not a thing worth placing hope in

So hold me now in sweet pretense
If life's not worth the effort
At least it keeps my interest
Like fools embracing ignorance
Striving to still ambition
Hope's grip is so relentless

Silent now rest
Come happiness
All is at ease
Rest now in peace
Come now sleep

So shut my mouth and close my eyes
I've no faith left to compromise
So much to see with eyes wide open
But not a thing worth placing hope in

Is that the idea?
It all seems like such a rip-off
Am I supposed to act like it's okay?
And take it like a man?
Don't give me that fantasy
I've nothing but apathy and impotent anger
And not a thing worth placing
Hope or anticipation
Accept the gentle thought of darkness
And silence
And slumb