The Grinding Silence

and.....when the ocean washed me up onto you shore was, I then saved Oh? loveable, liar You whispered tales to me at night but, how come you never gave them voice Staring? into enticing darkness you, chose to close your eyes I could never have predicted this loss of self and time And I am crushed against your stone (Under the silence the, grinding silence) and .....yes time, will float by but, never will it heal a single wound You cannot remake this You grind me to dust with your pain Now will, you let me have mine And? you still, standing there swept, in your moth-eaten pride I: never wanted this to be I never wanted this And I am crushed against your stone (Under the silence the, grinding silence)