Asylum de Silverchair

Contained in my cotton crib
where i feel no turbulence
the ocean sleeps upon a shelf
and it feeds my apathy
But i can feel it in the night
like rain upon my skin inside a winter
but you began to splinter
if i decide to recognize my thorns
'cause every time i see your face in a cloud
i'll feel no violence
so tilt the water 'til it turns me around
to my own asylum
dry in the day, i'm fading away in the night
I feel the sun before its light
and it fades away into the night
i was afraid i'll feed myself or clean the shelf
and kill for shame
But i can feel it in the night
collect the rocks and throw them overborders
to shake the mighty waters
and clear myself from hiding every thorn
'cause every time i see your face in a cloud
i'll feel no violence
so tilt the water 'til it turns me around
to my own asylum
dry in the day, i'm fading away
And we grow
for we gone away right out the window
you're just a fool for him
for him (x2)
'cause every time i see your face in a cloud
i'll feel no violence
so tilt the water 'til it turns me around
to my own asylum
dry in the day, i'm fading away (x3)
in the night