Silence

One word in the cold Can bedew a part of their closet We call it the unseen room Discovered with a breath I can say we are not alone They imitate our noises Of cracking deals and screaming floors To keep us innocent They're knocking at my door My faith keeps them outside But non stop are these noises Of the silence in my head I've waited for this moment The hurting season before the tears So bittersweet is burning Before it disappears Silence can tell me where to go A golden hall of ghosts is in my head Silence so individual Can no one hear the voices From another world Did you ever feel a cold air in your chamber Or you're aware of places where you've surely never been Did you ever have a dream and suddenly remember Reflecting databases from a stranger's memory Then you received a message Of something you have heard At last in language of a child. 'Cause only when you listen to You will hear the ones Who send the calling of the wild... wild... wild... So bittersweet is burning Before it disappears Silence can tell me where to go A golden hall of ghosts is in my head Silence so individual Can no one hear the voices From another world Oh so many faces crossing we have never seen In a lonely city not unusual Suddenly you meet a certain stranger day by day May could be an angel or a seraphim They're waiting for this moment The hurting season before the tears So bittersweet is burning Before it disappears Silence can tell me where to go A golden hall of ghosts in my head Silence so individual Can none hear the voices From another world