Perhaps it's time to call off the search

I think it's time to come to rest



Call off the search

Come to rest



The search goes on

Into the shadows

There is no guide

Only the dark



Call off the search

Come to rest



There's nothing to look for

There's nothing to find



Lie awake at night then

Always already

No one can help you now

Cutting air into shreds

Russian doll syndrome

Piecing together the forever complete



Call off the search

There's nothing more to look for