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Indoor Voices

By Transit 

I'm getting tired of being told

To live in the moment

When all I want is my bed

And the sounds of the ocean.

With hoods pulled tight

And our sleeves covering our hands

It's getting harder to sleep

And we never seem to dream.

It's getting harder to sleep

We're always tossing and turning.

And I'm getting tired

Of being told that

"You're only one person, to the world."

When to one person, you could be the world.

With hoods pulled tight

And our sleeves covering our hands

It's getting harder to sleep

And we never seem to dream

It's getting harder to sleep

We're always tossing and turning.

There is nothing in the dark

That wasn't there in the light

But there's an innocence in everyone

That this world can't take away

As hard as it tries.

I always seem to relate to strays

Waiting for someone to come along

And take them away

We're always waiting for someone,

Waiting for someone.

I always seem to relate to strays

Waiting for someone to come along and take me away

To give me all the attention,

The attention that we all crave.

(There is nothing in the dark

that wasn't there in the light.)