Remember being in my room and talking to the air
Although the others couldn't see I knew that you were there

And so I listened to the sounds escaping from my mouth
A song, a speech, a spoken word for earth to figure out

It's from the dirt we walk upon that every body's sewn
But skin and what is physical are nothing on their own

There be a second life within, a home we did not form
One some destroy with both their hands, a murderer is born

Remembered I am in a room the others cannot see
They've caught me talking to the air, I know you're here with me