maybe it's better to walk on in silence
it's like fragile things crashing into walls
or fresh painted words on old river rocks
it's the changing colors of the seasons and this grief
well maybe it's better to just pick up and leave
maybe it's better to walk on in silence
watching this world passing me by
always from distance, always outside
rounding the corner now i gratefully feel small
i know it's a miracle to feel anything at all
maybe it's better to walk on in silence
it's like fragile things crashing into walls
or fresh painted words on old river rocks
it's the changing colors of the seasons and this grief
well maybe it's better to just pick up and leave
maybe it's better to walk on in silence
watching this world passing me by
always from distance, always outside
rounding the corner now i gratefully feel small
i know it's a miracle to feel anything at all
maybe it's better to walk on in silence
