Silent Song Lyrics & Chords By Therese Aune

Exile on the hill, gardener in the mire, digging up a swamp, he's rising from the field, a mess of gold and green, a nightmare in the mud, and there you are. Brat on borrowed...read more

Streaming beams of silence Sweeping down on a crowded room Catch the flip side to violence Could it be a change of mind Catching speed, catch attention As it beaks up all...read more