Voices of your Tears

Silence can be deadly, but words can kill as fast;
You can't escape your sentence, when you're bound by your own grasp.
Emotions you can't bear to feel, a face that you can't see;
A company of solitude, you beg to be set free.

You open your eyes wide with fear, as you start to fall asleep;
Watch the sparrow fly away, with the soul that you can't keep.
Look up to the sky at night, and wish upon a star;
The key is placed inside your hand, but you're afraid to reach that far.

A sentence placed upon you, but you can't remember why;
A lifetime if you'll write your name, but you would rather die.
Voices in the dead of night, listening to them bleed;
Reach into the well of souls, your crime will set you free.

You've locked yourself away so far, time doesn't mean a thing;
Survival of the living dead, now you can hear them sing.
Calling out your name with blood, you try so hard to hear;
Are they songs of deadly freedom, or the voices of your tears?

1986

moving

Thank you.