See it with open hands
Letters two or three
The answer that I need
Eloi, Eloi
Where is Your voice?
Where is Your tongue?
If you’re not the storm
a gloom, a light, then judgment
If you're not the earthquake
a deception black and white
If you're not the flames
consuming all that follows I
Where is the whisper?
Eloi, Eloi
I’m waiting for a whisper
Will it ever come?
Jul 6, 2011
Jul 6, 2011 at 9:38 PM UTC
See it with open hands
Letters two or three
The answer that I need
Eloi, Eloi
Where is Your voice?
Where is Your tongue?
If you’re not the storm
a gloom, a light, then judgment
If you're not the earthquake
a deception black and white
If you're not the flames
consuming all that follows I
Where is the whisper?
Eloi, Eloi
I’m waiting for a whisper
Will it ever come?
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