كلمات Waiting For a Voice

In quiet desperation I pulled the words aside To cover up the violence That blurred my aching mind And gazing through the portholes Deafened by the noise I spoke into the ocean I’m waiting for a voice The moon began the passage The waves crept to the shore The children left their shelters And gave up less for more And in a darker forest No longer spoiled for choice I told a tearful willow I’m waiting for a voice Gone but not forgotten now All those sirens on the rocks Gone but not forgotten now Hand in hand with the lost The mountain stood before me And echoed all I’d done The dreams I had abandoned The sadness I had spun And in the house of sorrow The stricken may rejoice But still I chase horizons Waiting for a voice But still I chase horizons Waiting for a voice But still I chase horizons Waiting for a voice