1/31/2009

Sounds of Silence

I missed yesterday.

Night of nights, of honesty
Singing familiar songs, yet to open
Silence surrounds the room
This is the calling

It starts with a prayer
Of tongues, a tale of love
The true absolution that we live by
And again, life begins

The night begins
Where shall we go?
Melodies of reflection, should you break
Then there is a presence here

A belief proven full
You are here, You are flowing
I can feel the chill you send me
I'm almost alive

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