Lyrics:

Moving closer to the harbor
Rusted boats line the frozen dock
Moving closer to my freedom
Moving further from your touch
Moving closer to the city
See smoke signals and hear loud drums
Feel the weight of life inside me
Clear the dead dreams from my head

And she said, 'Oh
Speak low when you speak love'
And she said, 'Oh
Speak low when you speak love'

Traffic sounds and senseless sirens
Acts of love and facts of violence
Screaming voices lost to silence
Hands stretched up to distant stars

Painting paradise
Painting paradise
Painting paradise
Painting, painting paradise

Show me your hands (Show me)
Lift up your eyes (Lift up)
Give me the strength
To see through the lies

Oh
Speak low when you speak love
Oh
Speak low when you speak love