Whispers of Your Soul

Silence starts at the dead of night Bringing the hope for a new delight So we walked to the water While I told her stories of my father We lay beneath the moon that night Such things now were trite Then in an instant beyond this world of tyrants We heard words echo through the silence While still laying by the shoal We heard the whispers of our souls Speaking things we'd always thought Of which, due to time, we had forgot Thoughts that had long been dead As well as stories of the paths we had tread We heard the whispers of our souls Laying by the shoal