Sycamore Hall

The fear, the doubt, a life of reason
My illuminations, my illuminations (x3)

All now I watch it stand, it blows away
I watch it fall (x3)
All now I watch it stand, it blows away

My mind, this hand, this heart, these lessons, these lessons

I've learned no more suffering

I'm afraid, walking through a door across the table
To a fence, to a simple, it's only simple (x2)

Too loud, I can't hear
Too loud, I can't hear
Too loud, I can't hear
Too loud, I can't hear