The Language of Injury Songtext
von Ithaca

Clear the air
I try to stay awake
So I know what I missed
Suspended in exhaustion that sleep can′t fix
Nights are getting longer
But light creeps through the cracks
Remembering hearing everything I lack
Lack, lack, lack

I lost my left hand to the right
Everything that was right left me again


Nothing you say moves me
Alpha waves, a century
Years and years of feeding your
Dependence on vocabulary
Only when I'm sleeping
Does it sound like leaving?
Exiting the one way in
I know you find meaning in
Verbalising the verboten
Only when I′m sleeping
Does it sound like leaving?
Does it sound like leaving?

I made sound
But what do you have to say now?

Clear the air (Nothing you say moves me)
(You're not what you said you'd be)
Clear the air (Nothing you say moves me)
(You′re not what you said you′d be)
Clear the air (Nothing you say moves me)
(You're not what you said you′d be)
Clear the air (Nothing you say moves me)
(You're not what you said you′d be)
Clear the air
Clear the air

Clear the air
Clear the air