Silent Suicide

It’s closing time,
I stumble home I try to find my light.
The empty pictures of the football wifes,
who sleep alone tonight.
I think about,
jumping in or maybe jumping out.
I walk on water 'till my luck runs out,
I try to shout but no words come out.
I close my eyes, I feel the rush,
I touch the hands that pick me up.
In all my life I never found,
a reason I could be alive,
the meaning lost so many times.
This was my silent suicide.
Well life goes on,
and I can see the ground we’re standing on.
Sometimes I wonder, did I wait too long?
To feel the breath of your final song,
You said hold on!
I close my eyes, I feel the rush,
I touch the hands that pick me up.
In all my life I never found,
a reason I could be alive,
the meaning lost so many times.
This was my silent suicide.
I lost my faith and needed proof.
I see a door I walk straight through,
to find myself alone with you.
And if I live to see the day,
or hear the silence blown away.
Forgive my silent suicide.
I close my eyes, I feel the rush,
I touch the hands that pick me up.
In all my life I never found,
a reason I could be alive,
the meaning lost so many times.
Forgive my silent suicide.
I close my eyes, I feel the rush,
I touch the hands that pick me up.
In all my life I never found,
a reason I could be alive,
the meaning lost so many times.
This was my silent suicide.
In all my life I never found.
This was my silent suicide.
Forgive my silent suicide.