And this silence is her life

Falling fast into the dark November sky

Over voices she shall cry

Soundless screams are felt before the sun can rise



Hear her voice is strong as steel

Speaking long dead nams to keep the evening still

In her heart teast all time

Trapped for now in faith that death is still alive



To the fields and seas again

Without sign we wander through the haze of this dark land



In a dream she gently cries

In a tear her story moves to find the floor

And she speaks before she goes away