Quite she was, Like never before... Quite she was, Like never before...

Once a social is a quiet sparrow now, Endlessly wandering when and how... Once a social is a quiet sparrow now, Endlessly wandering when and how...

Too deep to be understood Too quiet to be heard Too sacred to be mentioned again. Too deep to be understood Too quiet to be heard Too sacred to be mentioned again...

Feel the rapture, And slip away quietly, Or turn the page of paper. Feel the rapture, And slip away quietly, Or turn the page of paper.

Life is too tight. Life is too tight.

Am I a force that pulls things downwards? Am I a force that pulls things downwards?