This gentle rain
Falls on the Heart
Dissolving its shell.
Smithereens of agony flung wide
As the Heart's former secrets
Flood the universe with ecstasy.
Days drip by
One by one or fistfulls at a time.
Future melts to past,
It's happening a little bit too fast.
So much in the name of
So much hate in the name of love.
So much madness in the name of sanity.
So much hell in the name of heaven...
For how long have we butchered one another
in the name of conquering ourselves?
No place for hatred in this holy campaign
yet there's room for everything and nothing gets left behind
but the thud of our fists on our own faces.
Noise comes and goes
but silence is always here.
And once one gets a taste for silence
all the rest is just noise.