Quiet Art

Quiet Art - Wendy Matthews

You show astounding grace among these dislocated souls

You're not of this world where everything is bought and sold

I have tried but thankfully I'm flesh and soul

You're just standing quiet another lost forgotten art

Either way you miss

For you are neither slave nor free if you can stay with me

Talk about the things that you most want to be

The quiet art of standing still

Hold on tight we can withstand the coldest hearts just a world weary smile you feel there's nothing left to give

I want to help you carry this

If silence is consent then I have nothing left to say

If you can stay with me talk about the things that you most want to be well it's not past you yet

It's the quiet art of standing still

This must be a test I pray you can find the strength like moments you regret nothing can be done they're gone sleep come take me quick to the quiet art of standing still

Try and touch the place where everything was broken by all that you resist you cannot make a deal with God I want to help you carry this if silence is consent there's nothing left I have to say

If you can stay with me talk about the things that you most want to be well it hasn't passed you yet

It's the quiet art of standing still