Chris Callaghan - Quietly

Quietly
The atmosphere recedes
You look anywhere but me
The words in my mouth won't leave
And the air's so thick it bleeds
A blade for balancing
The silence crawling in
I feel it on my skin

Silently
You move but speak
And it's all left up to me
But I don't know how I feel
Let's pretend that it's not real
Let's go back a month, a year
But it back in first gear
Concealed and pushed inside
And I'm still terrified
There's no more of me to find

Lately
I barely even speak
My conscience hangs heavy
But dark as all my sins
You don't let me in
I'm trapped inside my head
The blood in my veins is dead
The weight pressed on my chest, I can't take another breath
The dead leaves fall off the trees
They let go quietly

Written by:
Chris Callaghan

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