To Silence

Holy swings around
The second sound
Hand to the ground
Summers fresh cut symphony

Darkness to behold
In winters cold
Don't be so bold
And die in blood atop the hungry teeth

He's falling down
Now strike the ground
The new surround-
ings confuse the eyes of air

The sun's astound
Clouds gather 'round
To cry drip drop
Drip no drop to spare

In minds obnoxiousness
Slowly losing consciousness
Like it, I'd rather leave

The waters warm
The air's so cold
The tree won't drink
And there's nothing, nothing left to breath

STOP
To the silence

You live
Your life
Too fast
So fast

You love
Your life
You crash!