In Solitude, tell yourself Just how complicated this turned out to be It might have been your release Could have resurrected, had you took the lead We fall apart, disappear Find a quiet place to resonate inside our fears When your hope is found The last church bell will sound Your solitude, your defense Pain is overrated, every care is gone But nothing's new, no release Feeling suffocated, same old tire song We fall apart, disappear Find a quiet place to resonate inside our fears And then it comes, then it goes See the grave is waiting patiently outside our doors When your hope is found The last church bell will sound