For the wishes of the mob
Losing grip, but you're not the only one
I'm alone and you are too
Silent night, wonderfully deaf and blind
Noise dies away, this stinking rebel of men
For this is darkness and stillness and peace
All your broken visions true
You are a stranger to this world, me too
And the night it heals your tears and letdowns now
Walk and smile cause you are not a dancer
Like those who dance to sounds of coins and gold
Not your world - primitive and rude
Noise dies away, this stinking rebel of men
For this is darkness and stillness and peace
Burning spirits rising high and I see
Yes I see, yes I see a flower in you
When I stare at you I see the dullness gone by