I love the loud
I love the light
And yet I choose
To live my life
Silently
At half past three
Inside a space
That's not my own
Inside a house
I can't call home
Deep inside the dark and quiet

My bed is free
That is to say
Has vacancy
And I don't pay
I'd invite
You for the night
If only my
Old mother's ears
Had lost their youth
And couldn't hear
Us breathe together
Crystal clear
In the dark and quiet

The radio
Will sing no tunes
The sunrise can-
not come too soon
Silently
At half past three
Is this how it
Feels to be free
Is this the Hell
I've made for me
Deep inside the dark and quiet