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