I listen to the silence,
My third eye opens wide;
I'm tired of the violence
Inside my troubled mind.

I want to be much closer 
To those vibrating stars,
Recharging my soul's sources 
By being there, so far.

I'm tired of the sounds
That never let me sleep;
A lash has fallen down.
I hear its silent weep.

I dreamt of that composure
Since I was born again;
A terrible disclosure
Is that it can't be gained.

It ain't all that horrific:
I've found peace of mind
When I've left all the cynics
And hypocrites behind.

I listen to the silence
Alone in this dark night;
I listen to the silence
Until the gleam of morning light.