Pickering Pick

The Silence
It's not for the wordsThat I'm writing this songIt's not the tune that I'll singIt's not for the sound thatIt makes in the airIt's just for the silence it bringsOnce you were goldenWith light in your hairA knotted scarf tied 'round your hipsA necklace of ivoryHung 'round your neckWhispered love on your lipsAnd the sky, the skyWas our only gateThe ground was only our graveWe hung in the airFor a minute too longOur love was too late to saveI looked for you downIn the damp dirty streetI searched for you all through the worldBut all that I foundWas the echo of heartsLetras de cancionesA love that had come to no goodIt's not for the wordsThat I'm writing this songIt's not for the tune that I'll singIt's not for the soundThat it makes in the airIt's just for the silence it brings From Letras Mania