作词 : T Levinson/J Tyrrell/P Norman
 作曲 : P Norman
In the throes of dust above my head
In the wreckage of these thoughts
See me climbing up a thousand stairs
In the absence of reason
Weighed upon these shores and these bonds
Fifty pounds of sand and stone
Mm, not getting any closer
What I'd do to get this over, this over
Over
Waters can go without a word
Bottles in the ocean frozen
Knowing the answers for return
Echoes in the aviary, take me
I don't need a perfect revelation
When I catch my breath
Or a heart thought-out solution
From a slogan I read somewhere
A song I sing to settle now
Ringing out like a rattle on metal
It all comes too easy
Climbing out, these days are dark
There's conform in these echoes
Waters can go without a word
Bottles in the ocean frozen
Knowing the answers for return
Echoes in the aviary, take me
(Take me)
(Take me)
Waters can go without a word
Bottles in the ocean frozen
Knowing the answers for return
Echoes in the aviary, take me