Monday, June 25, 2012

Silence.

A classic story
The day grows longer
the night grows darker
I'm waiting for dawn to arrive

The noise grows louder
the song in my heart is faint
I'm supposed to perform
but I can't even create

What you want

I cant give
What I need
doesnt exist
What you are
draw me near
Because


Silence is what I want to hear
The noise just makes everything less clear

My lenses feel
crooked as my path
the way I see it
there's no turning back

The way I see
I can't see at all
I'm stumbling, I'm stumbling
I can't see at all









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