Stalemate - Whispering Sons

Subtle as a ghost

You surround the very space I’m in

Determine the shape I’m in

And I’m faced with

A sudden scare

It’s everywhere

Subtle as a ghost

You derange this maze I’m in

Agitate this race I’m in

And I’m faced with

A sudden scare

It’s everywhere

As roads collide and I with them

Madness manifests itself

Though I feel alive for an instant

Numbness is closing in

I wear the marks of this feeling

I wear the marks of this feeling

And I’ll bear it

An abandoned car radio cries

My soul is in pretty good shape and so am I

As roads collide and I with them

Madness manifests itself

Though I feel alive for an instant

Numbness is closing in

I wear the marks of this feeling

I wear the marks of this feeling

And I’ll bear it