The Empire of Silence

Under the weight of a heavy grey sky

We watch the embers of daylight go

dry

No words are needed to fill up the space

Just the cold shadow that falls on your face

But something is shifting beneath where we stand

A quiet momentum we didn't plan

Is this the end of the road we designed?

Leaving the fragments and stories behind

We run from the dark but we carry the cold

Breaking the promises we couldn't hold

Traces of silver on windows of glass

Waiting for moments we know have to pass

You turn away as the winter creeps in

Wondering where the mistakes first begin

And we cannot stop what has already

grown

An empire of silence we built on our

own

No more hiding

No more words left to say

Let the current

wash it all away

Is this the end of the road we designed?

Leaving the fragments and stories behind

We run from the dark but we carry the cold

Breaking the promises we couldn't hold

Broken promises we couldn't hold