You talk too much. Maybe that's your way of breaking up the silence that fills you up. But it doesn't sound the same when no one's really listening. Turn out the light and what are you left with? Open up my hands and find out they're empty. Press my face to the ground I've gotta find a reason. Just scratching around for something to believe in. You have too much. You're spending all your time collecting and discovering. It's not enough and no matter how you try, you never find the one you want.

- aqualung