We're just unspoken words and reckless memories, In the absence of colours we were becoming art, We're filled with dust and the things that simply faded, But the poetry that we've become could wrench the stars apart. Read More...
We try to breathe through the silence that has always weighed us down, We stay frozen in these pictures, then why do we frown, The wind will take us away one day and who we are, we don't have to remember, Maybe then we'll find true freedom, when we'll be nothing but dying ember. Read More...
In the sound of silence, Like a hurricane I spoke, Not sure if I was alive, Or just smothered in smoke, The words were powerful, And the wind was wild and loud, With the moon I was buried, Like a mountain shrouded by clouds. Read More...
