That's The Sound
You don't look at me like you did
Instead, you watch the space around.
This silence I try to break and fail
That longs to bring me down.
You have your wish, don't thank me
But rest the blame on my soul.
It's already grieving, this won't hurt a bit
It will simply increase the hole.
We can stand in silence for eternity
Looking anywhere but each other's eyes.
But I'm sick of that, pretending I'm over you
I'm sick of having to lie.
This hush is not what we deserve
What happened to all those times?
When we would laugh, love, sing and dance
When we felt alive?
The air is thick with things we want to say
And how I wish I could read your mind.
Just to see if you still feel for me, that these emotions
They're not only mine.
You never speak, you just turn away
Walking slowly out of my sight.
I want to run after you, but it's not the same
I know it won't feel right.
The quiet is now mine to store
And it backs me into the corner I know.
It twists the knife, it makes every bone ache
It makes my breathing slow.
But there's a sound, creeping through the trees
And I hope it was my mind playing tricks.
But still you walk on, ignoring it too
Without faulter, pause or slip.
Do you hear that sound, or are you ignoring?
Are you understanding or still faking?
Can you hear that, do you know what it is
That's the sound of my heart breaking.
Instead, you watch the space around.
This silence I try to break and fail
That longs to bring me down.
You have your wish, don't thank me
But rest the blame on my soul.
It's already grieving, this won't hurt a bit
It will simply increase the hole.
We can stand in silence for eternity
Looking anywhere but each other's eyes.
But I'm sick of that, pretending I'm over you
I'm sick of having to lie.
This hush is not what we deserve
What happened to all those times?
When we would laugh, love, sing and dance
When we felt alive?
The air is thick with things we want to say
And how I wish I could read your mind.
Just to see if you still feel for me, that these emotions
They're not only mine.
You never speak, you just turn away
Walking slowly out of my sight.
I want to run after you, but it's not the same
I know it won't feel right.
The quiet is now mine to store
And it backs me into the corner I know.
It twists the knife, it makes every bone ache
It makes my breathing slow.
But there's a sound, creeping through the trees
And I hope it was my mind playing tricks.
But still you walk on, ignoring it too
Without faulter, pause or slip.
Do you hear that sound, or are you ignoring?
Are you understanding or still faking?
Can you hear that, do you know what it is
That's the sound of my heart breaking.