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Cold Golden Silence

Cold Golden Silence

Pubblicato 1 dic 2024 Aggiornato 1 dic 2024 Poetry and Songs
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They say silence is golden,

But will I ever be forgiven.

For being such a mute,

When she’s standing so cute.


How can I leave her alone,

Not a word, not even a tone.

When all she needs is for me,

To stop navigate this strange sea.


An ocean of solitude,

But for her it’s just rude.

I wish I could talk,

Loud and fast as my walk.


[CHORUS]

All I want is for you to be happy,

Even if it means never knowing me.

So in the cold golden silence of love,

I let you take your flight like a dove.


I stroll I run, I flee,

So I won’t answer her plea.

All I can do is beat it,

Choosing once more to retreat.


I am a coward, it’s lame,

I am just a shadow of a man.

Can’t expose what’s inside me,

Can’t let her or anybody see.


I’ve played it in my head,

And I already know the end.

She needs sun like a flower,

I’ll just darken her soul and crush her.


[CHORUS]

All I want is for you to be happy,

Even if it means never knowing me.

So in the cold golden silence of love,

I let you take your flight like a dove.


So I leave you, my half, my love, my muse,

I shutdown in my mind, without an excuse.

But the weight of what I’m losing,

Will stay with me forever, looming.


As for me, two is already a crowd,

And I could never give you what you’re owed.

So my lips are sealed, no sound, no boohoo,

But my heart and my soul are screaming I love you.


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