Silent House - The Chicks

These walls have eyes

Rows of photographs

And faces like mine

Who do we become

Without knowing where

We started from

It’s true I’m missing you

As I stand alone in your room

Everyday that will pass you by

Every name that you won’t recall

Everything that you made by hand

Everything that you know by heart

And I will try to connect

All the pieces you left

I will carry it on

And let you forget

And I’ll remember the years

When your mind was clear

How the laughter and life

Filled up this silent house

One room

Two single beds

In the closet hangs

Your favorite dress

The books that you read

Are in scattered piles

Of paper shreds

Everything that you made by hand

Everything that you know by heart

And I will try to connect

All the pieces you left

I will carry it on

And let you forget

And I’ll remember the years

When your mind was clear

How the laughter and life

Filled up this silent house

In the garden off the living room

A chill fills the air

And the lilies bloom

And I will try to connect

All the pieces you left

I will carry it on

And let you forget

And I’ll remember the years

When your mind was clear

How the laughter and life

Filled up this silent house

And I will try to connect

All the pieces you left

I will carry it on

And let you forget

And I’ll remember the years

When your mind was clear

How the laughter and life

Filled up this silent house

Silent house