Perhaps it's time to call off the search
I think it's time to come to rest
Call off the search
Come to rest
The search goes on
Into the shadows
There is no guide
Only the dark
Call off the search
Come to rest
There's nothing to look for
There's nothing to find
Lie awake at night then
Always already
No one can help you now
Cutting air into shreds
Russian doll syndrome
Piecing together the forever complete
Call off the search
There's nothing more to look for
