Consequences of Your Sound

A window's shine is the consequence of your sound The shape of you is the consequence of your mind A shadow white is the consequence of your heaven The shape of you is the consequence of your mind Enjoy the sky even if your eyes are blind Turn off the light, your view is clear Appreciate the storm even if you don't return There's no way for coming home No way for coming home A window's shine is the consequence of your sound The shape of you is the consequence of your mind A shadow white is the consequence of your heaven The shape of you is the consequence of your sound Enjoy the sky even if your eyes are blind Turn off the light, your view is clear Appreciate the storm even if you don't return There's no way for coming home Believe in what you follow Or believe in what they say Believe in what you follow Or believe in what they say The same old trap Is surrounding you again Over Among the other days there's no reason to believe Among the other ones there's a story you can tell Believe in what you follow Something I don't care Believe in what you follow Something I don't care There's no way for coming home