- cifra
My mind, my heart, my pulse, my veins
My sweat, my neves
Might dull the pain
My mind, my God, my God is silence
Don't talk, don't move, don't say a thing
Don't push, don't pull, don't pull away
My mind becomes
Becomes deep inside
Yeah
To sit, to stand , to walk, to be
My mind, my mind
Becomes complete
Don't wait don't get
Don't get excited
Exhale inhale and cease to be
Don't talk, don't think
No sound is real
To rest the rest
The rest is silence
