Bastille - The Silence

Tell me a piece of your history that you're proud to call your own Speak in words you picked up as you walked through life alone We used to swim in your stories and be pulled down by their tide Choking on the words and drowning with no air inside

Now you've hit the wall and it's not your fault My dear, my dear, my dear Now you've hit the wall and you've hit it hard My dear, my dear, oh dear

It is not enough to be dumbstruck (Can you fill the silence?) You must have the words in that head of yours And oh, oh, can you fill the silence? I can't take it anymore 'Cause it is not enough to be dumbstruck (Can you fill the silence?)

Tell me a piece of your history that you've never said out loud Pull the rug beneath my feet and shake me to the ground Wrap me around your fingers, break the silence open wide And before it seeps into my ears, it fills me up from the inside

Now you've hit the wall and you're lost for words My dear, my dear, my dear Now you've hit the wall and you've hit it hard My dear, my dear, oh dear

It is not enough to be dumbstruck (Can you fill the silence?) You must have the words in that head of yours And oh, oh, can you fill the silence? I can't take it anymore 'Cause it is not enough to be dumbstruck (Can you fill the silence?)

If you give it a name, then it's already won What you good for, what you good for? If you give it a name, then it's already won What you good for, what you good for? If you give it a name, then it's already won What you good for, what you good for? If you give it a name, then it's already won What you good for, what you good for?

It is not enough to be dumbstruck (Can you fill the silence?) You must have the words in that head of yours And oh, oh, can you fill the silence? I can't take it anymore 'Cause it is not enough to be dumbstruck, oh