My Marble Home

Rounding out the marks on my ceiling Marks of mold on wooden board Rows of names, somehow still nameless A deserted stone, my marble hole. Try to take, you'll never take Never take me still breathing Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy A deserted stone, my marble hole A deserted stone, my marble hole Carry restraint in the rhythm of walk Cause I'm living for the harmony of Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy Breathe easy, I'll breathe easy My empty joy, it's a plateau Declining the feeling again and again My empty joy, it's a plateau My empty joy My empty joy