I'm back on my island and off the grid
Don't cope with the noise like I thought I did
The deafening silence
A cure for the violence
Of life on the line that's leaking
It's quiet and calm when you leave the maze
I want to curl up and just sleep for days
In longing for comfort
The struggle is gone for the first time
Let me be for twenty-four hours
The calls form a chorus of cold demands
And messages pour in from idle hands
All wrapped in a deadline
Your time isn't your time
The pressure is climbing higher
And here come reminders and Did you sees
Don't know what machine I'm supposed to be
So please take a number
And I'll make it clear for the last time
Leave me be for twenty-four hours
Stop shouting
Stop talking
Stop whispering
Shhhhh
The fuel of the mind is offline
I'm hitting the seam in half the time
Don't want the routine of your kind
And don't need a screen with what's in front of my eyes
I'm taking devices offline
And changing the scene to another time
Don't have to believe in my kind
Just living and being hits you right in the eye
Come through
Just you