Lyrics

Silence

Find the center
Sit in calm, seed the thought
All the living things
Are all that matter

There?s silence when we?re done

See the oil stain
Cover earth, an endless drain
A beast with veins of black gold
Still thirsty, one hundred years old

There?s silence when we?re done

Try walking outside looking up at the sky
Searching for conscience in our decisions
I might be wrong but it seems there?s a clear division now

There?s silence when we?re done

Some dream for more green
Some dream for blue
Some spend our brightest minds
Searching for dead life on dark moons

There?s silence when we?re done

All the fishes in the deep blue sea
All the fishes coming back to me



Copyright 2004 Greg Thomson