It’s ok to have nothing to say; to not know how to put this into words

Sense has not been made yet but I don’t think there’s time to wait

Some things are ready to start before others have the chance to finish

Your face says it all, everything I’ve ever wanted to hear from silence

I’ve never seen peace and intensity slow dance but we’re the catalyst

Close your eyes and the darkness is now a comfort rather than a scare

All those clichés I laughed off now seem like prophecies before their time

Birds always had a song, but now I join in the chorus and dominate the solo