The Sound

staring at the clock and counting down
it's ticking talking through the crowded air
drowning all the thoughts inside my brain
a simple, sacred metronome
a siphon, sipping down the moments
a constant proof that nothing escapes

and i can see the whole world
melt away, melt away in the sound

i feel the fractures growing wide, i'm falling through
as all my reasoning unwinds beneath the truth

in the waves, we toss and turn
and pretend our words protect us from the fall
but in the end we will return
to the earth like we were never here at all

we're digging deeper

and i can see the whole world
melt away, melt away in the sound