It's the quiet night that breaks I cannot stand the sight of this familiar place. It's the quiet night that breaks me, like a dozen papercuts that only I can trace. my books are lying useless now. All my maps will only show me to lose my way. Oh call my name. You know my name. And in sound, everything will change. me it won't always be this hard. I am nothing without you, but I don't know who you are. It's the room that breaks me: everybody looks so luminous, and strangely young. It's the crowded room that's never heard. one here can say a word of my native tongue. I can't be among them anymore. I fold myself before it burns me numb. Oh call name. You know my name. And in your love, everything will change. Tell me it won't always be this hard. am nothing without you, but I don't know who you are.