Just like ghosts, so close, so close to the light
so close to finding out and then it dies
like gold, we held it in our hands
held it too tight and then it slipped
so sleep, be still
so sleep, be still
like gods, so cold
so far removed from the world below
like sand, so hard
so hard to hold in the palm of a hand
so sleep, be still
so sleep, be still
what will we become
when every song's been sung
to bear the torch is to come undone
so sleep, be still
so sleep, be still (x2)
like hope, so frail, so quick to erode
like love and love lost
so hard to grasp even when its there
so sleep, be still
so sleep, knowing nothing at all