Water Under the Bridge
Gwen
Let Us Hope & Pray
Darby
Jewel Box
Reflections
Digging in the Dirt
Dear Olivia
Tonight
The Voice

This was initially written during the recording of my demo. Originally it was about an ex-girlfriend, but more generally it's about the feeling of not being able to speak to someone you love ever again.

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Standing here, Fighting with my fears
Wanting to hear your voice, Calling me.

It's the voice that gave me no choice,
It's the memory that left me today.

Living in the desert of my mind, Passing time
Needing to hear your voice again.

Going deaf in a world of silence
Where there is no more violence.
I'd rather not call,
Instead take the fall.

In the prison of my mind
I hoped I might find you sleeping,
Instead I'm living in a cage
With forgotten rage.

It's the silence that calls to me,
It's the memory that won't let me be,
It's the voice that left me no choice
And the heartache that chilled me.

I'm going deaf in a world of violence,
Remember the silence,
Wishing to hear your voice again.

I don't even want to say 'hello.'
I'm so afraid I can't let go,
You have to know, you have to.

It's the silence that calls to me,
It's the memory that won't set me free,
It's that voice that leaves me no choice
And the heartache that chilled me.

The rivers in my mind,
They seem to unwind
Standing on a cliff,
Looking down into this abyss.
Is there a net below?
I don't want to let go.

It's lonely up here, Fighting with my fears
Wanting to hear your voice
Before you go.

The world turns to silence,
There is no more violence,
Only the wind in my hair
And I'm suddenly aware,
It's all just a memory
A page of our history.

It's your voice that left me no choice
And the heartache that chilled me.