Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Sound of silence

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
I'm nothing if not wandering rhyme 
I've chased my thoughts the night before
With razor cuts and bloody sores
I wish to abandon terrible thoughts
Something I wish I can not fought
I see the sun calling my name 
For I'm not the one for all this blame
And to think, I dare not do
Oh no
The sound of silence
Call me crazy call me weird
I need to walk alone, my dear
My brain is scattered all over
A hidden mess with no owner
I will not claim this mind today
Tomorrow, next, what dismay
Nostalgia hits me head on
Wishing Hoping to be gone
For the sound of silence
Open eyes to better see
Maybe I'm not the one to be
Sad sulky and forbidden
It was once somewhere written 
In a meadow of hope and joy
Far away they can't destroy
In the sound of silence