Woorden:
Fools Garden Silence

Silence - You're beautiful. It would be more than a crime to end your mission and to restrain you once again. Feel what you have to feel, leave to arrive

There's a kid out on my corner hear him strumming like a fool Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school His cheeks are made of peach fuzz

seems at last the world is changing for the better. The plights of those in misery A dead necked vision, product of subsidence. Fucked up, and held in screaming silence

stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand And in the monastery garden

to my life. I donA't fear to go under, IA'm closer closer to my life. Can you feel, can you feel it. I can feel the silence. I can feel the silence

miss you Oh, don't miss you anymore The fear remains the same but it's better than before Oh, I don't miss you Heaven is wide again Silence is always

you? Try! Can you feel? Who are you? Hey, why am I getting so weary? Why do you chase the law You sink this ship of silence with the clearings that

I'm not one with a sense of proportion When my heart still changes overnight I had a dream of a winter garden A midnight rendezvous Silver, blue and frozen silence What a fool

memories Tangled within the inner depths of love and sorrow Untrodden by questioning footsteps Unbroken by deafening silence II. See Untended gardens