Swoon Boy, Swoon

You may find your cell, circles
To be quite suited to your pacing purple eyes
You may retreat to corners
And thoughts will pass us by, illuminate in lights

We hide, from our own ways
We stay, we pray for silence

But simply this is complex and you can't stop it
No you can't stop these fits.

So.

You may find our thoughts, circles
An honest feeling for your time, too tired to try
You can't seek peace in others
The cars all passing by, are just machines but so are
Dreams of a life that stays the same.

Pray for silence.
We pray for silence from our own minds.