Hushed from the window 
Closed up tight
The voice from beneath

I’d rather sit in silence
Follow the commands of the thunder
Hold up these walls against the wind
And free fall with the rain
Fast asleep.  

Reload, reload
I’ll shoot these stars down
Where they fall I don’t mind
I’d rather sleep in darkness
Corrupting and condemning I think not
Just hold your hand out
Tell me what you touch

Do not disturb
Read your signs
Signs of the times
I want God to take me away
Kiss me goodnight
And never wake me up

So goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight to the world
To whom it may concern

I’ll rise with the fall of your sun
Only to remind you
Never to forget

Dust of a day  
Passion to pray
For life is short

— Amanda Tilton