The Door Testo

Innocence has no sense it invents
Another man unfolds
I'm standing next to myself the sink
Staring into the black hole

I panic at the quiet times
Decisions at the door
I panic at the quiet times
Faith leaves me to much more.

On the inside it hurts less
The outside seems so cold
I need to climb
Gotta find some tenderness
Before I get too old
Sun comes from behind, it hurts my eyes
It dries my hair so nice
I watch the boiling sea meet the open sky
But my soul still feels like it's ice

I panic at the quiet times
Decisions at the door
I panic at the quiet times
My faith leaves me to much more.