My Marble Hole
Rounding out the marks on my ceiling
Marks of mold on wooden board
Rows of names, somehow still nameless
A deserted stone, my marble hole.
Try to take, you'll never take
Never take me still breathing
Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy
Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy
A deserted stone, my marble hole
A deserted stone, my marble hole
Carry restraint in the rhythm of walk
Cause I'm living for the harmony of
Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy
Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy
My empty joy, it's a plateau
Declining the feeling again and again
My empty joy, it's a plateau
My empty joy
My empty joy