When I'm Silent - Tow'rs

Cold was the day that they came for you

The November sky was a hue

Of a lens we often look through

Two riders drive to the edge of the field

Where they played with what they thought was real

Waving of pistols pointing at you

This silence is violent

This silence is violent

No chance to explain, no chance to say

The reason your body would break

And paint the snow bright red

Oh what a horror, the empty arms

Of a mother’s heart that still burns

To hold her boy once again

This silence is violent

This silence is violent

I pulled the trigger and I held the gun

The smoking barrel of indifference

I pulled the trigger and I held the gun

When I’m silent it’s violent

When I’m silent it’s violent

When I’m silent it’s violent

When I’m silent, it’s just as violent

When I’m silent it’s violent

When I’m silent, it’s just as violent

When I’m silent it’s violent

When I’m silent, it’s just as violent