Drift away on the wings of silence
And carry the murmurs in the palm of your hand
Like memories that you will never forget.
Wake with the morning
And dream of the sunshine in the water
And carry the murmurs in the back of your mind
Like shivers of silver and glass.
Walk with the night in the darkness
That flows around you in eddies and reflections
And carry the murmurs in the core of your soul
So that you may always remember
Who you were before.