I wish I could still cry

The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends. The night is long, a tired mess, sad in it self, dead in the end crying to me, hoping for life The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends. Tired in my mind, awake in my soul, happy in life, ecstatic in death, living in night, shrouded in day The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends. life of a book, murder of a pen, wishing for eyes, hoping for sight purity of heart, stain of the mind The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends. Tears are dry, dry and dead gone forever into the dark, born of the light The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends. dead of mind, alive in heart sad in soul, happy in tears life of sight, death of eye The music of silence rings in my head above the sadness of this world, into the black of the night, hiding my soul, killing my friends.Wow. No meaning, just words. Written January 5th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 05:53 PM PST   10 • 0