The Noisy Sound of Silence

A stretch of road between birth and death

Where dreams are dreamt inside a dream,

Where birds fly free and love is born

Where cities burn and soldiers mourn


A windy road to hell and back,

A proud flight to the clouds on track

A life between the birth and death

A life where pleasure and pain are met


To swim upon a sea of stars

Or drift along an empty shore.

A road to shout and scream ahead

Or burn in a prison of words unsaid