EMPTY SILENCE

EMPTY SILENCE

WRITTEN BY J.R HILTON

OCTOBER 2O18 

THE MOONS RISING AGAIN OVER THE HOLLOW

THE WIND HAS THE CLOUDS ON THE RUN

OCTOBER STARS DOT THE SKY

I'M A LITTLE SAD AND I'M

NOT REALLY SURE I KNOW WHY

THE GEESE TAKE WING

TO FOLLOW THE SUN

FALLEN LEAVES BLANKET THE FOREST FLOOR

THE PATH BARELY DISCERNIBLE

IN THE COLD GRAY LIGHT 

MY SOUL GROWS HEAVY AND DREARY

THE PROSPECT  OF SIX MONTHS OF WINTER

A LOOMING REALITY

A WORLD OF WHITE COLD AND CRISP

UNFORGIVING TO EXPOSED SKIN

TO REJECT IT OR EMBRACE IT 

NOW A MOOT POINT

IF THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE

I'M WAITING

WHATEVER'S IN THE MAKING

REMAINS TO BE SEEN

I STEEL MYSELF AGAINST FATES WILL

AS SEASONS COME AND GO

ONLY TIME WILL TELL

OUT OF THE MIST I SEE

THE STREETLIGHTS GLOW

MORE EMPTY SILENCE

I GET TO KNOW EVERY INCH

OF THIS PLACE

THE TIME THAT CAME

AND SLIPPED AWAY

I ALWAYS THOUGHT WAS MINE

SO MUCH FADED 

THE LINES BEGIN TO BLUR

STARING AT THE RIVER

FLOWING THROUGH MY SOUL

I THINK ITS GONNA BE OKAY

BUT I'M NOT SURE

SCORPIO'S RISING 

BORN THIS TWENTY SEVENTH DAY

SIX DECADES PASSED

THEY WENT SO FAST

THE DARKNESS CAME

 AND WENT LIKE THE SUN

OUT OF THE SHADOWS

TO STAND IN THE LIGHT

BRING ME SUNSHINE

DON'T BE SHY

SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY

EVERYTHING'S GOT TO BE

 SO COMPLICATED 

SIMPLE WAS A WAY OF LIFE

I KNOW THAT THINGS

 WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

AFTER THIS OCTOBER NIGHT

AN EMPTY SILENCE

WITH SO MUCH TO SAY

AND OH A WORLD OF WHITE

IT USUALLY STRIKES AT NIGHT

EVERYONE'S CONFUSED

ITS ALWAYS SAD TO LOSE

THE SUN

UNTIL THE EMPTY SILENCE

COMES UNDONE