They hear the words you don’t say
They know why you go away
They see the thoughts in your head
That’s why they’re one of a kind.
They feel the emotions within
They’ve seen it all, false or real
They wonder why you don’t talk
Or write out your thoughts on a wall.
But where is blood? Where is blood?
What has water created a flood?
Where are those who know you
Just as the stars know the moon?