…Hear the silent sighing song A moment of calm before the storm My heart, so violently beats along. Leaving me to want to end it all. I weep for a dream in a grave. The one that made all lips go blue. I read the words…

…Sweet little words made for silence Not talk Young heart for love Not heartache Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world Kiss while your lips are still red While he's still silent Rest…