The convert
ShearwaterDisappeared for an hour or two
And i came to on a cold, wood floor
And i didn't feel so good anymore
Now we clasp our hands
And we make demands
That the clouds will say what's wrong with you now
And we had big plans
Now alone we stand
In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud
They don't care
I'll shut my eyes and let tv
Whisper, laugh and talk to me
And i'll curl up tight inside my head
Killing time 'til the whole day is dead
And i'll clasp my hands
And i'll make demands
That the clouds are asking what's wrong with him now
And i had big plans
Now alone i stand
In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud
They don't care
God, take that sound away
If you've got something to say
Say it now
It's fake and i need you not to be fake
And don't care how you make me feel
Just so you're real
Once i saw my face in a bathroom mirror
And i didn't know that i was here
But i knew my eyes and i knew my hands
I knew god would now listen to all my demands
And the sky opened up
And god interrupted
The earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth
And when i came to on the cold, wood floor
Well, i didn't feel so good anymore
And all that sure love
And all their sweet words
I'd forgotten i'd felt and forgotten i'd heard
That was was clear
And is now so blurred and smeared
And your love felt more pure
And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared