Without a Sound

Empty chair in a crowded room
Radio playing a silent tune
Drifting echoes through the sand
Words fall out but never land

Streetlights hum like broken prayers
Midnight drifts through empty air
Every answer slips away
Every starlight bends in waves

In the sky, or... on the ground
Quiet screaming, without a sound
Hands are empty, nothing left to say
Just a whisper calling out my name

Nothing in my hands
Nothing left to say
Static in the sands
Fading into gray

Maybe nothing's where we start
Maybe nothing breaks the heart
In and out of hollow space
Further out of phase

Nothing in my hands
Nothing left to fear
Silence like an ocean
No one else can hear