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The Echo of Silence

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TheseKrimzonFlames

Published: May 6, 2009

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I...I...
Don't know what to say,
To the tears,

     That you cry

I...I...
Don't know how to change,
The past, so this,

     Is good-bye

I used to be the one,
Who tried to understand,
But now all I can do,
Is listen to the echo of silence,
In my head
It rings...
Oh...it rings...
     (It rings, it rings)
(Oh how, oh how...)
       (It rings, it rings...)
(It rings and it sings...)

     (To me...)

I...I...
Don't know where you have gone,
All I know is I am alone,

     And here

I...I...
Miss you more every day,
And wish I had made you stay,

     With me

Here with me!

I used to be the one,
Who tried to understand,
But now all I can do,
Is listen to the echo of silence,
In my head
It rings...
Oh...it rings...
(It rings, it rings)
(Oh how, oh how...)
       (It rings, it rings...)
(It rings and it sings...)

     (To me...)

The silence is singing!
And it's words are so true!
I have never been the same,
The same as I was with you!
The silence rings out my pain,
And rings...
Out my shame...!
In the silence I scream your name...

     (Your name...)

Your name! Your name!
Your...name...!

I used to be the one,
Who tried to understand,
But now all I can do,
Is listen to the echo of silence,
In my head
It rings...
Oh...it rings...
(It rings, it rings)
(Oh how, oh how...)
       (It rings, it rings...)
(It rings and it sings...)

     (To me...)

To me!
To...me...!
The silence echos and it rings
      (It rings)
                 (It rings)
(It rings)

It rings...

jlp May 6, 2009-Revised February 3, 2011

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