Everything Could Change Songtext
von Seeming

Can I kill the lights and shut off the energy?
′Cause the world is my windmill
It's my enemy

Can I kill the voice that babbles me to sleep
Warning me that this process never ends?
I′ll be talking when I am dead and soil
And the sound will remain when I carbonize to oil

It's the ecstasy of flying
Miles above the hungry war
It's the fear of concentration
Pulling me away once more

It′s the reason that I′m lying to you
Why I can't sit still
It′s the vaguest implication
Joining this world to my will

And I don't think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on


I′m a radio tuned to white noise in between
What was hissing in the foreground is now a backdrop screen
And should a river emerge of this cloudy stream

Would it trickle a message that I trust?
Can I know that a soothing word's not just
The beginning of more grey noise to fill the dream?

There′s uncertainty in every face
I think I've seen before
There's an endless second guessing
What′s behind my bedroom door?

There′s no doubt that every blade of grass
Feels urgency to speak
There is writing on the wall
In braille through foothills of concrete

And I don't think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on

I′m no hallucination
Watch out, your vision lies
For every Coelacanth reborn
Nine hundred oceans die


I know the truth is waiting
Somewhere behind the eyes
Narrates beyond the story's end
Books locked from the inside

And I don′t think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on

And I don't think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on

I don′t think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on

I don't think I can make this stop
Though everything could change in the world up top
Behind my skin blares a spoken song
Though everything could change, it will echo on and on (forever)