[Verse 1: Beethoven]
What good this deafness
That my whole life I have dread?
What good this deafness
With these voices in my head?
What good this deafness
If this prattle I must hear?
If I were blind I'm sure they wouldn't disappear

[Verse 2: Twist]
Did you really want to believe what you're saying?
Did you really want to be here alone?
Have I interrupted a moment of praying?
While your life's decaying
Your sins are they weighting
While you've been carving your stone
All on your own

[Verse 3: Twist]
Did you really want to sit here in silence?
Could it be that brooding is part of your art?
Is it an extension of artistic license?
A moody defiance
Of all of life's tyrants
While you've been searching your heart
Alone with us in the dark