A Narrow Road to Silence

I stand below these trees again tonight
Torn between what’s wrong and what is right
A noose of truth is hanging in my sight
Deciding what is soul and what is mind
Don’t say
Don’t say a word
Don’t let
Your voice be heard
By me
The moon is shinning slightly overhead
To cast a shadow on who rest their heads
Laid beneath the ground I’m standing on
Are those who found the way to carry on
Don’t say
Don’t say a word
Don’t let
Your voice be heard
By me
I’ve made my mind
To give my life
To truth and find the way
To live
I must let go
Of all I know
This wooden chair gives away