Nightingale

Turned off the phone, I turned off our home
Turned off the whole
Turned off T.V.s, I'm turned off in me
I turned off with ease
I turned off with ease

Chorus:
Sleep, as you weep, your bad dreams
On the count of three, please, release them thru me

Turned off the sword, I turned off reward
And scenes of expecting
It's not what you say, it's where it comes from
It's where it comes from
It's where it comes from