Dangerous hope like evening tide
The rush reveals the other side
I cannot quiet the empty sound
Only silence can be found
Cannot the voices make
Cannot be allowed to choices take
The room is empty
Yet voices here, I hear plenty
And now intrude
rejoined in ancient feud
I had control. Why now? why now?
Do not presume to tell us how.
Do not presume to reason why
The battle fought, defences shy
Take us back. Take us back
Take us where the sky was black.
.
When he hid, broken,
From hollow skin
I came, woken,
The forgiven sin
Upon my watch, the steady course
No room, no time for love’s remorse
From turmoil, calm
From shade, revealed.
Protect from harm
by sword and shield
The mask of masks shall seem so real
And never hollow soul reveal
We do not want the world to know
The empty sea, the dying crow
We shall not entertain to fate
A soul that only loves to hate.
.
The empty house cannot subside
The storm
and so inside
Is drawn
By ink and paint of loss or fear
The death of dreams that scream unclear.
To wordless heart and vacant eyes
That torn apart, expires and dies
Then brings the silence, this is known
To hate the self, the seed is sown
The sound of nothing fills our ears
To kill the dreams and birth the fears
And realise with deathly tone
The empty cage of heart and home.
.
Bring me tomorrow and silence more
Boarded windows, bricked up door.
Tell them all to go away
The silence is too loud today
Tell them all to leave me be
I do not wish to be set free
They tell me I should take a stand
They tell me I should take their hand
I cannot reach, my hands are bound
By empty house and silent sound
They cannot see the wire
I know
The wall of fire
I cannot show
The path I cannot see to tread
That clear to them, to me is dread
And fear of what I cannot know
to stand, to say, to dream, to go
So ever here and never more
I shall remain and soul implore
It find in me without resound
To learn to love this silent sound.
.
But desperately, the truth, I try
To hide, condemn and vilify
The hand before me strike aside
With hate and fear from deep inside
But there it stays, it will not go
The truth my soul, no choice to know.
The words I say, a self made curse
I make it worse, I make it worse.
This truth I fear, it lingers still
But I have not the nerve or will
To break the chain that keeps me tied
And so to silence, I have lied
And told myself I want no more
The sound that sounds beyond this door
The voice that speaks and reaches in
That stirs the soul and hope within
The voice that sings the hateful song
That dreams and hope are never gone.
.
I do not want to know this voice
That tells me I still have a choice
It does not know
The sea, crow
The feud
The cage by mind construed
The chain that ties me
Why can the voice not just despise me
And leave me here in blissful sorrows
A well that never daylight borrows
Ever deeper, ever black
Until my soul has no way back
I shall not climb, I shall not scream
I’ll tell myself this is my dream
.
And shall not let my soul be found
... succumb to timeless silent sound.