Still-Water Spectacle - The Hotelier

We’re letting it out

The wildest shout

We’re showing our teeth

And we’re perfectly fine

These white walls hurt my eyes, they show me the reason why it is that the

caged bird sings: they miss all the seasons

They don’t feel safe inside what they have been given

They don’t feel satisfied being able to look through the bars at the world

outside

We’re letting it out

The wildest shout

We’re claiming it all

Or just at least for tonight

If blue skies have taught us anything, it’s that there is no such thing as

purity

Without the occasional rain cloud, or the winds from the coast that bring in

the hurricane that settles the eye, and stirs up the ocean for the waves to

arise, and the earthquake that brings down the house that we lie in

This still-water world just contrasts our minds…

That are chaotic, and they’re wild, and they’re free, and they’re nothing like

they want them to be

And its pulsing and its true, the heart of the beast is in you

And we feel it and we know, and we just have to let it go

And it’s living and it breathes, our inner peace love and anarchy

And it shines through the clouds, and she lets us all know that she’s proud

We’re letting it out

The wildest shout

We’re showing our teeth

And we’re digging them in