Hallowed be the suns that shun and shine their lack of a light.I see the signs of their denial, I see the signs that something might,happen on the tide that comes and goes both day and night.I see the sign of a smile, I see the signs we're back in style.When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there isno way.When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way , thereis no way.Tombs and a rose in soft step,calming aromas too.Tones in the womb subside.comes to a stop in toast of,crowns in the clouds I see.Tones in the womb subside.When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all,with a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there isno way.