Whenever I’m left on my own
The silence tells me things
“Think of this! Now think of that
And all the pain it brings!”
It never sets a happy task
It’ll set me one that stings
It’ll set me one that hovers round
And laughs with wretched wings.

The silent moth that flusters by
Just whispers to my brain
“Oh, there is not one single thing,
That in life you will gain.
You are not meant to be happy
That’s why I’m here again.
To turn all of your good feelings
To those of hurt and pain.”

I cannot blot the silence out
It enters and it feeds
And as it stays it starts to nest
And starts to spread its seeds.
The silence grows and needs my love
To help it stretch its weeds.
“You cannot stop the feeling of love”
It says as my heart bleeds.

I do not love the silence, no!
That’s not the love it takes
It takes the love I have for those
Who would put my heart on stakes.
Of those that I’ve had feelings for
And just like giant snakes
Has slivered round and tempted me
To make some big mistakes.

But now it gets more serious
As the seeds now start to grow
The silence is with me always
No matter where I go
And even as I go on out
In sun, rain, wind or snow
The silence comes and plays again
And lets these feelings show

“You cannot run, you cannot hide
For I am part of you
I am not heard by other men,
I do not stay in view.
I linger on your petty heart
Yet linger under too.
And as you try to carry on
I’ll be here, stuck like glue.”

I wondered if it soon would go
If ever I’d be free
But then I thought of how it feeds
And cried so dreadfully
I wished I could just drown it out
But I’d tried that. Can’t you see?
I have these feelings that I can’t shake
And they’ll be the end of me.