and so i sing tonight of quiet
of words i wish you’d said
i sing of things like diet
and how soon I will be dead

you smile sweet
you smile kind
you smile and i wonder
do you half-way mind?

my song is holy broken
my song is profane God
my song is almost spoken
so it always sounds quite odd

you sigh warm
you sigh dear
you sigh and i do too
because i know that you can hear

and so i sing tonight of silent
of words i can not dare
i sing of things like triumph
and i’ll never make it there