Escrito el 16-06-2004

Publicado el 16 junio, 2004 por rortiz

A question well served,
«Is silence like a fever?»
«A voice never heard?»
«Or a message with no receiver?»

Pray they won’t ask
Behind the stained glass
There’s always one more mask

Sin without deceivers
A God with no believers
I could sail by
on the Winds of Silence
And maybe they won’t notice
But this time I think
It’d be better if I swim

when there’s no answer
arrive the Silent Man