One can listen into the distance
Far off it eternally rings,
A banner of luster ever so gray
The song that is silence;
Which the world sings

Can you string me a fairer harp?
An instrument that's never too sharp..
One that's right on in perfect tone
Never too low it's always at the right zone

This temperance a subtle storm
Beaten and broken to always reform,
Nothing is louder yet nothing more soft
The song of the empty world
The silence truly rings up and aloft

So cheer to the sky and praise the moon
In the end it'll rule all soon
Near the time of life's timely demise
The silence will forever sway
About the lights of the stars
Tis no real surprise

In the end with miracles
And that which is godsend
Behind it all when everything falls
While failing also flailing trying to escape
Beyond the human speaking lyricals
The crazy gunman firing out shots-and~
Rewinding back to when everything falls
Silence remains after each
Every single day, and so it calls.