(Anastasio/Marshall/Herman)
© Seven Below Inc. (BMI)
The snow's coming faster, my view round the bend
A beautiful valley tucked into a glen
Can barely be seen
But where is the wind, where is the noise, where are the voices again?
Locked in a capsule for time without end
Watching the world through a pane or a lens
There's nothing to fear when there's nobody near
But silence can kill and there's lots of it here
We decided to part, each make a new start
But I didn't know what you take when you go
Now I'm beholden to silence not golden
There's nothing to say
When the words go away
Embraced isolation is never a choice
I long for the comfort I get from your voice
The vacuum of sound that you leave when you go
Is spreading the silence around us like snow
We decided to part, each make a new start
But I didn't know what you take when you go
Now I'm beholden to silence not golden
There's nothing to say
When the words go away
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