When the world comes down in your sleep
Its ringing out in your sleep.
Its a silent song for you to hear.

It was you, everywhere but here.
It was you who paints the day red.

Mechanical anecdote,
I don't why, I see the setting sun.
It will rise, it will rise.
But I knew, I knew, I knew.

This is the end of everybody.
It was the ending of endings.

You were lonely, I was calling out
Hallelujah - energy.