The Silence - Hinkstep

Meat heart and soft soul

In debt and sold again

Our side show

Is solace for the damned

And owned

Dissolve to money

The dead, the distant hope

On the blue screen

He always wins you over

And over

I wish someone to hold you

Underneath the silence that assaults you

I wish someone to hold you

Underneath the silence that absolves you

You lost yourself and now you’re going to trial

Your once great ardent heart’s our dirty joke

Riots incited

Recite to me the days our silence broke

I wish someone to hold you

Underneath the silence that assaults you

I wish someone to hold you

Underneath the silence that absolves you