Devil's Doubt

One silver hair to give you wisdom

Two silver hairs reflect your sadness

I can't imagine you've been eating

But I can see that you've been sleeping

With a heart on your sleeve

And the devil's voice in your head

Stop all that sitting by the window

Don't you forget about the daylight

It's about time you left your bedroom

You picked a side 'cause you were split in two

And now you can leave out

The devil's voice from your head

You are young, tread lightly

Your footsteps are too heavy

In the daylight use your slippers

In the nighttime use your wings

Catch a glimpse of the ocean

When the bathtub overflows

Stroke the fingers of the minute

When the minute hand is slow

And quit carrying that burden

And quit trying to know the story

Give the angel's voice a turn

Give the angel's voice a turn