Verse 1: Where's all the silence? Why's there so much noise? I hear you in the distance I hear you call my name Let's burn all the steeples, Steeples of the church They're highly decorated Makes us feel no worth I want all your power Power pulls us through I want your children They can't make it through Verse 2: I'll give you all my vices I'll give you all my hopes I'll give you my ambitions If you just give me this first Just give me your presence Your presence is all I need Verse 3: Here is your silence I've gotten rid of the noise