I want to post about Silence.
Would it be sights?
Would it be sighs?
Would you take my hand?
I would like some silence in the dark,
to feel your breath without a sound,
to be your guide no matter what,
to sleep so tight, between your thighs.
We might not be able to bring back those days
I might not find you anywhere
but we'll always have that land of silence.
Ah.
J'écouterai ton silence, et me perdrai dans tes yeux fermés, dans tes mots compliqués et tes idées... surtout dans tes idées.
-Mrs. K
What if we made up the words for silence? (La-di-la-da.)Would it be sights?
Would it be sighs?
Would you take my hand?
I would like some silence in the dark,
to feel your breath without a sound,
to be your guide no matter what,
to sleep so tight, between your thighs.
We might not be able to bring back those days
I might not find you anywhere
but we'll always have that land of silence.
(*the words above, particularly the ones on italics are inspired mainly by the following song, and some other songs by the same artist, I'm a huge fan.)
Seems as though the years have come
when you and I like brick and stone
Made up the words for silence.
And conversations kept roaming around
Out quest for trasures remained unfound
in the land of silence.
On and on the break of dawn is our new song.
Here, take my hand
before it hits the ground.
Oh, darling, you're my sound!
Long ago they said to me:
"You know there's a cost for living free",
but I don't have a wallet
'cause life depends on water.
On and on the break of dawn is our new song.
Here, take my hand
before it hits the ground.
Oh, darling, you're my sound!
We cannot bring back the days of laughter,
the goal we're after,
'cause I know that I
will live a life that's free of strife from pain and sorrow,
today and tomorrow
'cause love is my device.
Doesn't matter if I leave this Earth
and no one remembers my date of birth
I'll always be beside her,
in the land of silence.
We cannot bring back the days of laughter,
the goal we're after,
'cause I know that I
will live a life that's free of strife from pain and sorrow,
today and tomorrow
'cause love is my device.
Seems as though the years have come
when you and I like brick and stone
Made up the words for silence.
Silence by Urrusti
Ah.
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Que pouvais-je commenter que le silence n'a pas dèjá dit?
Silence destroies, heals, expresses certainty, uncertainty, nothing. everything.
Silence is not just lack of noise. It is an instant frozen in time and space. There are few things that can tell you more than a few minutes of silence and dark.