Silence, in all human minds it doesn't exist we're always thinkingand always speaking to ourselves subconciously.
We talk to ourselves so we don't feel alone.
Who can really say, some of us are just alone in this world.
People just can't understand us.
I protect what I love but I feel lonely out here
in this sleeping town of lost children and distraught teenagers.
The only comfort I have is myself,
I don't know where my life is going but I don't care as long as I find happiness.
