Glasses perched, lantern’s glow
Pages whisper what they know
Enchanted letters in the air
When I asked, you only stared
Do you hear the hush between the shelves?
Do you keep the secrets to yourself?
Every silence holds the light
Read between yours tonight, tonight
Blank stares hide a thousand tomes
Guard the words, feel at home, home
Emerald trades for books of flame
Sharpness, and Thorns, sharp as pain
You never shush, just hum along
To the quiet rhythm of your song
Maybe wisdom speaks in subtle tones
Maybe quiet is louder than I’ve known
Every silence holds the light
Read between yours tonight, tonight
Blank stares hide a thousand tomes
Guard the words, feel at home, home
Stephen King and fairy tales
Maps of dreams and phantom trails
Still you stare like I’m not real
Just another trade, no deal
Every silence holds the light
Read between yours tonight, tonight
Blank stares hide a thousand tomes
Guard the words, feel at home, home
Silence is golden
They say, they say