there is no sound
and there is no me
i'm cloaked in my pity
to disappear from the surface
area we had figured out
and believe me, it spoke volumes
split it open, check it and believe
for if to see is to believe
then to be free is to breathe
there is no ground
and there is no me
i'm blanketed by my own greed
to disappear off the surface
area i had so figured out
and believe me, you spoke volumes
split it open, check me so you believe
for if to see is to believe,
then to be is never to be free
credits
from winter: stepping stone,
track released January 5, 2010
ian craig - guitars, bass, drums, tambourine, vocals