he watches the world he’s broken
falling
falling
he keeps his scars open
so you
can see
everything he goes through
nobody sees the hurting
silence
silence
but somehow he has the will to live
how did he find it?

after all that's been said and done
all he wants is for someone to tell the story
can somebody find me?

in the silence of this white room
he hears them
falling
falling

strapped from left to right
no scars to hold on to
so now
no one
can see
there
he's just there going through

he sees the light in the deafening
silence
silence

and now that nobody knows the story
he can't
find it
find it

**to this day he's watched in the silence