The Silence - Visage

The silence

Horizon line and barren lands,

Mirrors planted in the sand

Cold inside the desert night

Clouds of gold, take life and fly

The silence, the silence

Shadow rested secrets called

Voiceless fears too old to fall

Cool and purple airs decide

Faceless on still mountainside

The Silence, the silence

Silence air and empty skies,

Whisper nights dead lullabies

Silence air and empty skies,

Whisper nights dead lullabies

But inside there is a roar

Sand & stones,

Haunting visions of a morning mirage

I think I’m falling into the sky,

Or is the sky falling into me

I think I’m falling into the sky,

Or is the sky falling into me

No, there’s nothing left to hide,

There’s nothing left inside

The silence, the silence

No, there’s nothing left to hide,

There’s nothing left inside

But inside there is a roar