| Inside this cold heart is a dream | |
| that's locked in a box that I keep | |
| burried a hundred miles deep | |
| deep in my soul in a place | |
| that's surrounded by aeons of silence | |
| And somewhere inside is the key | |
| to everything I want to feel (feel) | |
| but the darks of the dawns of my memory | |
| are lost in a place I can never be | |
| Could someone please show me the way | |
| could someone please tell me | |
| cause I cannot see | |
| and the silence is raging | |
| silence is raging | |
| silence is raging | |
| (silence is raging) | |
| silence | |
| silence | |
| fading to silence | |
| silence | |
| silence | |
| fading to silence | |
| memory | |
| memory | |
| silence's the key to a memory | |
| memory | |
| silence's the key to a memory |