This is a sound of no words,nReturning in echoes I've heard,nNothign from you now,nFor too long,nBe the best of ourselves,nBack into corners with shelves,nOnly to keep you there,nOnly to hide.nnHow can you live far away?nThis is my home,nAnd its easier to see,nFrom far away,nThat we are alone.nnNow are we meant to sell clothes,nTied up in ribbons and bows,nEverythings easier than before,nAnd is this distance too far,nTo pick up the pieces and shards,nThat you have left behind,nFor me to find.nnHow can you live far away?nThis is my home,nAnd its easier to see,nFrom far away,nThat we are alone.nnHow can you live far away?nThis is my home,nAnd its easier to see,nFrom far away,nThat we are alone.nnHow can you live far away?nThis is my home,nAnd its easier to see,nFrom far away,nThat we are alone.n