A Spoken Whisper

A whispering voice softly spoken inside my troubled mind
Tells me I’ve heard that story way too many times before
To keep on pretending I couldn’t feel how heavy it’s been
With years, with pain, with goodbyes and tears
Just acting out, never too blue, never too sad
Like a long-fading night and its memories left behind
Coming back to me, sometimes
Like distant echoes, sometimes

I’ve been preventing my heart from faltering some more
And still, your motion remains
Your motion remains the same, floating around
So close, yet so far, somehow

As darkness falls, always, deeper and deeper, always
Dressed in wallowing veils as silence stands still
Quiet yet so loud
Quiet yet so loud
Quiet yet so loud
Quiet yet so loud
Always
Quiet yet so loud
So loud

And shadows rise, slowly roaming on
Haloing over your cold winter skin
To measure the bleakness of your touch
As a muffled desert grows, grows between us now

To dwell into your arms
Like spring covering my eyes
When I see its silver halos running down
Running down.
Like shiny colors turning round and round
Until I fall
Until I fall
Can’t behold

And shadows come blooming on
Haloing over your cold winter skin
A shadow comes
A shadow comes
To measure the bleakness of your touch
Your shadow comes
Your shadow comes
Until I fall

The carving lines over your face
As a grieving dawn leaves you amiss
While a mourning cloak covers your head
Like a dying sun falling from grace
For a rapture of sorrows to lie down deep
Ripping the Lent with spectral flows
Leaving nothing
Nothing but an empty space
Where I reach out
Where I reach out
To you, to you

I can see you standing from here, à contre-jour,
Through blinding shades and hidden wraiths
Like a car crash, a car-crashing daze
Filled with bad dreams
Filled with bad dreams and more regrets
Where I reach out
Where I reach out
To you, to you

Haunting every thought, every motion, every reel
As days carry the noiseless screams
From the sullen twilights before your eyes
Bleak as willows and weeping skies

Where I reach out
Where I reach out
To you, to you
To you

Where I reach out
To you
To you

Words: Alex Henry Foster