A day stripped bare – Feels like endless night. Like a flame-less candle – It will never shine. A night stripped down – Brighter than a cloudy day. Like a soul wide open, With no shield from the pain. I’m the silent water, You’re the storm inside. I’m the drifting cloud, You’re the thunder’s cry. I’m the final brake, You’re the steel worn down. I am overflowing, But still I never drown. A forest with no pathway – Like eyes that never weep. A river without water – Can’t give the valley drink. Rain without the drought – Just cold upon the skin. Smoke without the fire – That’s the lie we’re living in. I’m the silent water, You’re the storm inside. I’m the drifting cloud, You’re the thunder’s cry. I’m the final brake, You’re the steel worn down. I am overflowing, But still I never drown. Forbidden hunger – Stealing daylight from the sun. Erasing stars from midnight skies, And driving you out of my mind. I’m the silent water, You’re the storm inside. I’m the drifting cloud, You’re the thunder’s cry. I’m the final brake, You’re the steel worn down. I am overflowing, But still I never drown.
