Words fly like stones into the cold dark,
Stories are built where I’m only a mark.
Phrases fall like heavy noise upon the floor,
And I keep searching for a brighter hidden door.
They paint my picture in the shades of gray,
Stealing the truth, throwing shadows away.

But the rhythm is steady, the pulse is a thread,
Living inside of the things that they said.
I close my eyes to escape from the sound,
Spinning around while my feet touch the ground.

Silence... farther... let it go...
Silence... farther... let it go...
In the midst of the noise, I am finding my shore,
I don't want to carry this weight anymore.

In strangers’ eyes I’m fire, or I’m frozen ice,
But it’s just a mirror of their own device.
I stand in the center where the old myths breathe,
Yet deep inside me shines a quiet path beneath.
They whisper secrets that were never mine,
Drawing a crooked and dangerous line.

Silence... farther... let it go...
Silence... farther... let it go...
In the midst of the noise, I am finding my shore,
I don't want to carry this weight anymore.

Stories keep swirling like a storm without end,
But I hold my heart and the words I defend.
Not a queen, not a beast, not a curse in a dream,
I’m simply a soul, seeking truth unseen.
Just a soul... breaking through the machine.
Just a voice... that they've never seen.

Words fly like stones...

Silence... farther... let it go...

I’m simply a soul...

Farther... let it go...