Quiet

Quiet, I am sleeping
In here we need a little hope
For years I've been sleeping
Helpless, couldn't tell a soul

Be ashamed
Of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget
You see behind me

Silent metal mercies
Castrate boys to the bone
Jesus, are you listening?
Up there to anyone at all

We are the fossils
The relics of our time
We mutilate the meanings
So they're easy to deny

Be ashamed
Of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget
You see behind me

Quiet (quiet)
I am sleeping
Quiet (quiet)
I am sleeping
Quiet
I don't trust you
I can't hear you now

Be ashamed
Of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget
You see behind me

Behind me, the grace of falling snow
Cover up everything you know
Come save me from the awful sound of nothing



Credits
Writer(s): William Patrick Corgan
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