All Is Found... In Time के बोल

In time the silence gives way The grain betrays our larval state Seethe burns all Standing wild on ragged stones Waiting to be To be found To be found The water flowing slow and black The air of the blackbirds all Standing wild on ragged stones Waiting to be To be found To be found Looking away from the fall of tomorrow Tunneling through the black that will follow Tearing the sickness from hearts that are hollow Cracking the bones to get at the marrow