Hear the Quiet I strain my ears to hear the quiet 'Cause that's where The answer lies. If you can't understand The meaning of my silence Then how can you Understand my words? Heed the emptiness Between the words. In the absences of sound Hide what should be heard. Within the spaces lies the basis Of destruction or seduction. You want to be heard? Be the whisperer. Be the whisperer. Know what's true is rarely spoken. It always remains unsaid. The most to fear is not emotion But silence inside your head. Those who are most quiet Are most eloquent. The things that can't be heard Are the most relevant. The pause behind a breath. The shadow after d**h The silent crying. The angel flying You want to be heard? Be the listener. Be the listener. The sound of falling snow, Quietness can be deafening A wordless quarrel, so unsettling. A stare across the room. The air inside a tomb. Silence unveils The mind's complexity.