Take me away to a place of silence,
Past the whistle of the wind,
Beyond the songs of the forest.
Take me far from the whispering lakes,
Above the crying clouds.
Take me to a place of nothing,
Where not even the beats of our hearts can be heard;
A place where sound falls from the lips and lands on deaf ears.
Take me to a place without the prying gazes,
Without the false sincerity and broken promises.
Take me to a place where I can stretch my wings,
Where I don't have to be concerned of the falling feathers.
Take me to a place where the screams become silence,
Where tears can fall with nay a sound,
Where the end befalls without a word,
And our hearts can stop in the dead air.