Empty Words - Whyte Horses

The noise is drowning out the love

Inside, well there’s a voice that cries

Hang on, I’m still deciding who I am

The noise, and all their empty words echo

But still they never make no sound

As the heroes gather dust

Despondency is all around

And here, beneath the sheets of life

A moan

And still a most disturbing sound

The noise and all their empty words echo

But still they never make no sound

Did you ever realise

That there’s another world

In someone else’s eyes

Empathy is such a bore

Compassion not a word

You ever heard before

How, I’d love you to shut your mouth

The noise so loud

It’s bringing me down

Polluting all around

Empty words

Still follow me

I’m still deciding who I am

In time, I know the empty words echo

But then they’ll never make no sound

I know, in time the empty words wither

And then they’ll never make no sound