No Amount of Sound lyrics

Footsteps, they followed mother's death They followed suit and peeled off the walls Behind a metal desk inside a modern mausoleum you have found you calling, calling for fall No amount of sound could make us fade the way you're fading now Lost way, current emotional states left folding gold under a florescent light It’s a touch agoraphobic, I suggest a catatonic height but hypochondriac's suggestion weight I held your hand I drew a line in the sand I couldn’t bare to think your losing your mind But when the red flags bolted up is when your outlook started shifting Just when a shift requires valued time You need to write this down No amount of sound could make us fade the way you're fading now When will you fade out