Feast of Silence

There is a storm coming

And it is headed straight for our shore

Hold on to your heart, I've seen the signs before

How wicked these, how wicked these hours

These times we've seen

How we built these odes to our God

Wasting our tears and chasing our fears

I look at these, I look at these and wish this was gone

Don't say another word

Some things are better kept silent

Don't say another word

Leave in silence, let me live in silence

There is nothing left in this beggar's hand

I gave like I give to my God

Nothing is sacred within these walls

That I built and you built in our shame, in our fear

In this room full of yesterday's ghosts

Who am I? I ask as I shatter and fall

Don't say another word

Some things are better kept silent

Don't say another word

Leave in silence, let me hear in silence

Let me feast in this silence