Resonate

Quiet Letting the edges go Would I lose the sight of myself in you? Could I forget, learn to forgive, and from that mountain view, would I see myself anew? Did the music die in the quiet? Or did it give me room to resonate? When I am hate If I could resonate Quiet A moment’s hope to lend A sign of life, a second’s silence to send While ends over ends whisper their tired suicides down that rope again Could I mend? Did the music die in the quiet? Or did it give me room to resonate? When I am hate If I could resonate