The Dream

It is in the sound of silence
That the most heart wrenching of truths awaits you
With arms raised, look to the skies
The roiling and turmoil, a mirror
To the ground beneath your feet
Take a step, it begins to crumble
Take another step, your heart is pounding
Standing in a broken tomb
The angels and demons alike sing
Yet silence holds strong
The dirt disappears, mountains crumble and vanish
Everything we’ve done, everything we’ve made
Washed away by the tears of our father
Blown away by his sighs of heart break
And there is nothing but anguish
And the sound of silence.


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