Perhaps it's time to call off the search   I think it's time to come to rest      Call off the search   Come to rest      The search goes on   Into the shadows   There is no guide   Only the dark      Call off the search   Come to rest      There's nothing to look for   There's nothing to find      Lie awake at night then   Always already   No one can help you now   Cutting air into shreds   Russian doll syndrome   Piecing together the forever complete      Call off the search   There's nothing more to look for