Vivek Shraya
Your Name
In the smallest village, a telephone
In the muted and desolate, a microphone
How many times do I have to say
Your name for you to appear in front of me?

Let's find out:
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name

Within a single strand, a connection
Yet here's our paths without intersection
This paradox is so troubling
Shouldn't you be manifesting?

Let's find out:
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name

And I hope it wakes you
Hope it shakes when you're sleeping
Hope it wakes you
Hope it breaks when you're sleeping, sleeping

Let's find out:
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name, your name, I say
Your name, your name