Silence Song.

Silence Song. - Sixty Stories

She climbs up the stairs with

Her glass of water

Kneels down and turns the bed lamp on

The singing silence her soaking shirt sleeves

It's kind of disappointing but kind of not

Because she doesn't know

Because she doesn't know if she's

With me or if she's alone

I have never felt like this before

I mean as flat as the bedroom floor

I will believe in the silence someday

The pattern of the blinds

That reveal the morning on her

Discontented face

And imperfections the echo in the room

There the moulding and

Wall separate

She doesn't know

She doesn't know if she's

With me or if she's alone

I have never felt like this before

I mean as flat as the bedroom floor

I will believe in the silence someday

Dear silence just hangs here still and thin

Like you last loving look cast backward on me

This one small person

I have never felt like this before

I mean as flat as the bedroom floor

I will believe in the silence someday

Part of me is living but

A part of me is dying

Dear silence bring me new life

Life life