Cover of Axel Lunden's 2014 album Under the Surface

The Silence

You are the void I so desperately long for

Oppressive silence, insufferable sound

There’s a feeling of some presence I can’t wrap my arms around

There’s the sound of all we never said, the secrets fallen still

All the things I wish I told you and I guess now I never will


And it echoes out against the barren walls of every room

As it transforms our once-wonderland into a somber tomb

The stillness is the sound of my worst nightmare come unfurled

All this silence in our home, it is the worst din in the world


I feel you linger ‘round each corner

You are the promise beyond the gloom

As if you’ve only merely walked away, like you only exited the room

But I’m always several steps behind, you’re forever out of view

You’re out of earshot, out of reach, I’m going out of my mind trying to get back to you


And it echoes out against the barren walls of every room

As it transforms our once-wonderland into a somber tomb

All the silence in our home, it is the worst din in the world

It's the sound of our mortal coils as they slowly come uncurled


I’ve tried everything I can

Put on talk radio to feel less alone

Call my friends in desperation

‘Til they no longer pick up the phone

So I’m quietly imploding

As I’m teetering upon the brink

Rather follow you than try to fill the gap that never shrinks


You are the void I so desperately long for

Oppressive silence, insufferable sound

There’s a feeling of some presence I can’t ever wrap my arms around

There’s the sound of all we never said, the secrets fallen still

All the things I wish I told you and I guess now I never will.


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