Rounding out the marks on my ceiling
Marks of mold on wooden boards
Rows of names somehow still nameless
A deserted stone my marble home
Try to take
You'll never take
Never take me still breathing
Breathe easy and I'll breathe easy
Breathe easy and I'll breathe easy
A deserted stone my marble home
Carry restraint in the rhythm of walk
'cause I'm living for the harmony of
Breathe easy and I'll breathe easy
Breathe easy and I'll breathe easy
My empty joy it's a plateau
Declining the feeling again and again
My empty joy it's a plateau
Declining the feeling again and again
My empty joy