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? Did the music die in the quiet? Or did it give me room to resonate? 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? Did the music die in the quiet? Or did it give me room to resonate? To resonate When I am hate If I could resonate