The Arcadian Wild - Silence, A Stranger

Silence is a stranger that I've never let inside
I hear him knocking, but I do not dare reply
God knows what he would say if I opened up my door
I'll keep up this clamor so he can't tell me the score.

Solitude's an old friend from the other side of town
When he comes across the river I pretend I'm not around
HIs voice brings me comfort and his counsel's always wise
But I can't stand to face the disappointment in his eyes

Quiet, come another time
Isn't on my side
I need to look alive

Suffering, my mother, she has loved me since my youth
Never have I wondered if her teaching wasn't true
When she speaks, she whispers gently, never does she shout
Sometimes when I'm weary, it feels good to drown her out

Quiet, come another time
Isn't on my side
Give me a reason why
I should let it lie
I need to look alive

Stillness is a woman I'm too cowardly to kiss
A hallowed thing too holy for my unclean lips
She told me she loved me, but I ran away and hid
I'm convinced she'd do the same if she saw beneath my skin

Quiet, I'm listening this time
I need you on my side
I'm out of reasons why
Can't keep up this fight
I want to feel alive