Let all the solemn words we know be found
And all the things we want to say be said
Before we lie in peace beneath the ground
And take on us the silence of the dead.
For what is said is said and done for good,
And what is kept inside may never show
It's face throughout the world just as it should,
In order that communication flow.
So there are things that I would wish to say,
And I will say them now and then be done,
And all of them will make some sense one day,
When held up in the bright light of the sun.
So I will speak my words when words are there,
Or else in silence simply breathe the air.