Turn turn away. From the sound of your own voice. Calling no one just a silence. Run to see you at the edge. Fall off the avalanche. Turn away. Hold hold the light. That fixes you in time. Keeps you under. Takes you over the wall. That love divides between waking and slumber. Turn away. Turn turn away. From the weight of your own past. It's magic for the devil. And betray the lack of change. Once you have spoken. Turn away