If I were a castle dismantled brick-by-brick with your bare hands, Or maybe Rapunzel I let my hair down you up silvery strands. I tie a knot just to have it unwound. If you need me I'll be at lost and found. I made a wish then you shot out the lights But I escaped when you read Miranda rights. The silence is something I feel just like a belly full of pills. I might be making it up, if I am wrong don't wake me up. Currents move ink out of stones and when you heat them they explode. If I could just listen to her, this seashell rests against my ear-- Well, there's a sea and a shell at the end And I can hear down the spiral, my friends, More happiness than a body can hold So in the mist... This is where I go, This is where I go.