Silent Thunder şarkı sözleri

My bed is the garden where voices all meet Hands skim through the water beneath my pillow Stones like rain wash away the hours The hands on my clock, sex, wilted flowers Silent Thunder pries me to sleep Falling the edge so steep And if my eyes shy from the morning My lips will taste of unripened fruit Words without a language call from the past The future was the day before the last Silent Thunder pries me to sleep Falling the edge so steep