Do you hear that deafening silence?
The kind that sticks in the back of your throat?
It is a part of you.
You are the treasure; it is the hunt.
For a second you think it's gone.
Why can't I feel anything?
Why do I feel so much?
I want it all.
I want nothing but that deafening silence.
Am I slipping away?
Or am I finding out truth?
How do I find something I love?
Gazing at a crystal night sky;
The aftermath of laughter exploding from your belly.
When a child finds comfort in your arms.
-It's there.
For a brief moment, you've escaped.
Until you haven't.
Because I still hear it.
That deafening silence.
The kind that sticks in the back of your throat?
It is a part of you.
You are the treasure; it is the hunt.
For a second you think it's gone.
Why can't I feel anything?
Why do I feel so much?
I want it all.
I want nothing but that deafening silence.
Am I slipping away?
Or am I finding out truth?
How do I find something I love?
Gazing at a crystal night sky;
The aftermath of laughter exploding from your belly.
When a child finds comfort in your arms.
-It's there.
For a brief moment, you've escaped.
Until you haven't.
Because I still hear it.
That deafening silence.
