Feel the silence ascend as we speak As memories turns to words In those moments together we seek The sequence and the rhyme Drifting slowly in time The scenery is changing Through the window pane a pouring heavy rain Moving shapeless forms At the brink of incarnation As pictures of the past resembles us at last Feel the silence ascend as we speak As memories turns to words In those moments together we seek The sequence and the rhym Scanning the world outside engulfed by the silence In this quiet street our souls were bound to meet We are lovers lost in search of fading memories Although the hurt and pain those feelings still remain Feel the silence ascend as we speak As memories turns to words In those moments together we seek The sequence and the rhym