Quiet

QUIET


Written in November 2007

I don’t always speak or listen
I don’t always dream or strum
There are times when I am quiet
Like the wind whispers silence
To the lonely wood

CHORUS: And there are times for going
There are times for change
There are times for coming
But I’ve found they’re much the same
And we may greet the morning
As if there’s new light and new ways
Though our lives turn in circles
The new day is today

You may feel alone at some times
You may go on looking lost
But as you wander lonely through the wood
Know the wind will find your footsteps
With its quiet tug

CHORUS

You don’t need to speak or listen
You don’t need to dream or strum
Remember there is time for quiet
Like the wind whispers silence
To the lonely wood

copywrite Lauren Foster