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Texty: Matisyahu. Light. Silence.

I will crush my fantasy, bring me olive oil
Crushed for his majesty to shine
A warmth into eternity, this is an eternal decree
We'll dance like flames for there's no gravity
Now I'm just a candle trying to stay lit in this windy night

Though that crush my fantasies of how this life is supposed to be
Supposed to be, suppose
Crush my fantasy, my fantasy, fantasy, fantasy
Fantasies of how this life is supposed to be
Supposed to be, suppose to be, suppose

Bring my broken heart to an invisible king
With a hope one day you might answer me
So I pray don't you abandon me, abandon me
Your silence kills me, I wouldn't have it any other way

Is it wrong to think you might speak to me?
You might speak
Would it be words and what would you say?
What would you say? What would you say?

It's so heavy, it's so heavy
It's so heavy, a heavy price to pay
Your silence