Perhaps it's time to call off the search
I think it's time to come to rest


Call off the search
Come to rest


The search goes on
Into the shadows
There is no guide

Only the dark

Call off the search

Come to rest

There's nothing to look for

There's nothing to find

Lie awake at night then

Always already
No one can help you now
Cutting air into shreds

Russian doll syndrome
Piecing together the forever complete


Call off the search
There's nothing more to look for