Even In the Quiestest Moments
Even in the quietest moments I see the light of day.
Another shot to maybe find another way.
Soon to get lost in all the words I say
The day passes becoming yesterday.
Even in the quietest moments I hear the voices
Making me wonder if I have made the right choices
They subside and then it’s nothing that I hear
Did someone else grab the wheel to steer?
Even in the quietest moments the voices won’t stop
Did you really think that you would make it to the top?
Whispering things like through the breeze they flow
Grabbing hold of something, knowing you must let it go.
Even in the quietest moments I thought I knew what to do
I turn my back but my eyes still see you.
It’s funny how the more you learn the less you know
Hidden in the shadows the pain still shows.
Even in the quietest moments I am still able to see
Though the darkness surrounds I always have me.
Autumn arrives with haunting shadows from lifeless trees
In the quietest moments is the roar of what shall be.
Even in the quietest moments I still hear my heart
Telling me I must finish all the things I start.
The sun does set as I dream of some home
Somewhere I can be me and not be alone.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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