Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Sunday, January 02, 2011

I Reckon it's Silence

i reckon it's silence
playing host to the noise
i think it is heartache
that brings about poise
so many arriving
so many say bye
i reckon it's silence
i reckon that's why
we are turning
we are turning
we are turning
turning in the sky
i reckon that's why

i reckon it's sorrow
that gave birth to joy
we became lovers
after breaking our toys
no one to fix it
no one to cry
i reckon it's silence
i reckon that's why
we are turning
we are turning
we are turning
turning in the sky
i reckon that's why

the stars are in motion
they're flying away
with fire a potion
that burns us away
so elusive
so elusive
we all fade away
fade away
fade away
we are turning
we are turning
we are turning
turning in the sky
i reckon that's why

i reckon it's silence
playing host to the noise
i think it is heartache
that brings about poise
so many arriving
so many say bye
i reckon it's silence
i reckon that's why

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