My mind lies weak
And quietness speaks of sound
As captive in a creek
Of wordlessness
As though a silent hurt
Is trembeling
In screaming riot's roar
The night stays calm
And quietness speaks
InterludeMy mind lies weak And quietness speaks of sound As captive in a creek Of wordlessness As though a silent hurt Is trembeling In screaming riot's roar The night stays calm And quietness speaks |