Silence is a preyna soft lonely word and a new daynIt's a touch of the feather a kingdom of lightnIt's now and forevernnAnd when the battle is overnworries are gonendays are goldnand my work is donennI'm waiting for the days go bynsilent hours of my mindnI'm waiting for the tidenwaiting for the silent nightnnSilence is a preyna soft lonely word and a new daynIt's early morning rain cloudy daynwhen you are lyingnnAnd when the battle is overnworries are gonendays are goldnand my work is donennI'm waiting for the days go bynsilent hours of my mindnI'm waiting for the tidenwaiting for the silent nightnnWhen the skin is deep and the night is onnwhen you are here the day is done