And for what?
You may be gone, but the ideas that you shone light on
will forever shine, turning the quiet of every night
into a loud sound, a ringing in my ears
that blocks the silence I had taken comfort in for so long
You may be gone, but the ideas that you shone light on
will forever shine, turning the quiet of every night
into a loud sound, a ringing in my ears
that blocks the silence I had taken comfort in for so long