Thin Vein

What's the mother tongue?
Thin vein, bolt gun
Up and down, close and part
I lay, aimlessly staring at the wall

Outer space; the void
I can't sleep again
Outer space; the void
I can't sleep again

Laying on my face; one white-numb hand
Stars above my head, pull-out peace
Any chance of sleep?
Everyone on this planet is humming the same sound

Outer space; the void
I can't sleep again
Outer space; the void
I can't sleep again