Quiet runs across their lips
And tears within their eyes
And to give in would be such bliss
Then to allow the silence to dwell inside
And the smiles only hold so much
And tender words only go so far
And when the world seems but a hush
One speaks as loud as a twinkling star
Without saying a word
- They are both dreadfully loud
Their emotions as dangerous as a sword
And secrets covering like a shroud
The courage that neither holds
Will mean little in future years
When their stories have only been told
To their own lonesome tears
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