Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
Stillness, echoing evermore,
stillness, echoing evermore,
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
My yesterday, severed from me,
lost to an unknown state.
My yesterday, severed from me,
lost to an unknown state.
Perhaps, it too, is lonely now,
my yesterday, severed from me,
lost to an unknown state.
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
Across deserts, how long must I search,
for love's familiar place?
Across deserts, how long must I search,
for love's familiar place?
And love itself, a desert vast,
and love itself, a desert vast,
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
Those who weather storms, they ponder,
the shore begins to drown.
Those who weather storms, they ponder,
the shore begins to drown.
Perhaps their very hearts submerge,
perhaps their very hearts submerge,
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
Stillness, echoing evermore,
stillness, echoing evermore,
a possibility untold.
Silence, its own anthem,
a possibility untold.
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