Contact - Painted Palms

It’s alright, we do not have to move, let’s stay a while

I’ve been given eyes for hunting and I see for miles

Splinter of a motion blur, it just seems still to me

I’ve been given hands for reaching out to what I see

Changes in the weather, they don’t change a thing for me

Senses unaffected, I just hover in the breeze

Getting closer, I can feel it, let it come to me

I’ve been given hands for reaching out to what I see

Looking out at midnight and the stillness all around

Oh, it’s moving through me, all the silence in the sound

No, you can’t erase it, yeah, the stillness all around

Are we empty spaces or the silence in the sound?

It’s alright, we do not have to move, let’s stay a while

I’ve been given eyes for hunting and I see for miles

Splinter of a motion blur, it just seems still to me

I’ve been given hands for reaching out to what I see

Looking out at midnight and the stillness all around

Oh, it’s moving through me, all the silence in the sound

No, you can’t erase it, yeah, the stillness all around

Are we empty spaces or the silence in the sound?