Left unborn  In room where songs become  And voices crack and moan    Losing grip  Beneath your fingertips  That turn me off and on    But where's the voice  Yeah where's that distant song  That whispers through the air  When your're all alone    Only sound  That stays after I'm done  Echo of the loss    Powerless  Dressed up in words and rhymes  Make-up of truthful lies    Music floods  All of our space and time  And draws without a prize    But where's the voice  Yeah where's that fading song  That whispers through the air  When you're on your own  And where're those lines  That dodged the greatest minds  And drove them mad and blind  Spinning around their shine    Sink through sand  By every letter penned  Can't give what can't have    Again today  I ll drink from empty cup  And serve you food of clay    Devil's clown  I ll turn this martyred blood  Into the wine of sound    But where's the voice  Yeah where's that distant song  That whispers through the air  When you're on your own  And where're those lines  That dodged the greatest minds  And turned them mad and blind  Spinning around their shine    Where's the voice  Yeah where's that fadin song  That whispers through the air  And screams out of your bones  And where're those lines  That tricked the greatest minds  And drove them mad and blind  Mocking all their sighs    Where's the voice  Yeah where's that ancient song  That'll whisper through the air  When we're long gone  Where're those lines  That bleed through ears and eyes  And laugh at all the tries  Of both shammers and the wise.    these lyrics are submitted by Frank