Shut Up

Too many to convince Too many to hire And nothing you ever own The world's a dead sorry hole And I'm cold, and I'm cold And I'm cold, and I'm stubborn I'm sick to keep it open wide And speaking words to the blind Speaking words to the blind Speaking words And the soul of the pure And the eyes of the lover And the one who truly saw your soul And the one who truly saw your soul I'm the one who truly saw your soul I'm the one who truly saw your soul And if you tell me to shut up And if you tell me to shut it Did you tell me to shut up Oh, if you tell me to shut it I'll shut it now Young, just born Fragile and trembling soul You hold it to the light That pours down the moon at night You kept on holding it You kept on holding it It was a dangerous thing to do But you did it when no one knew When the eyes where closed And the people asleep Not an animal Not a human Not a soul Not a soul And if you tell me to shut up And if you tell me to shut it Did you tell me to shut up If you tell me to shut it I shut it now