Silence

One word in the cold

Can bedew a part of their closet

We call it the unseen room

Discovered with a breath

I can say we are not alone

They imitate our noises

Of cracking deals and screaming floors

To keep us innocent

They´ re knocking at my door

My faith keeps them outside

But non stop are these noises

Of the silence in my head

I've waited for this moment

The hurting season before the tears

So bittersweet is burning

Before it disappears

Silence can tell me where to go

golden hall of ghosts is in my head

Silence so individual

Can no one hear the voices

From another world

Did you ever feel a cold air in your chamber

Or you´re aware of places where you´ ve surely never been

Did you ever have a dream and suddenly remember

Reflecting databases from a stranger's memory

Then you received a message

of something you have heard at last in languages of a child.

'Cause only when you listen to

…..wild.. wild… wild …

So bittersweet is burning

So bittersweet is burning

Before it disappears

Silence can tell me where to go

A golden hall of ghosts is in my head

Silence so individual

Can no one hear the voices

From another world

Oh so many faces crossing we have never seen

In a lonely city not unusual

Suddenly you meet a certain stranger day by day

May could be an angel or a seraphim

They´re waiting for this moment

The hurting season before the tears

So bittersweet is burning

Before it disappears

Silence can tell me where to go

A golden hall of ghosts in my head

Silence so individual

Can none hear the voices

From another world