Silence Echoes

under skinned knees and the skid marksPast the places where you used to learnYou howl and listenListen and wait for theEchoes of angels who wont returneverything you wanteverything you needeverything inside of youThat you wish you could besay all the right thingsAt exactly the right timunder skinned knees and the skid marksPast the places where you used to learnYou howl and listenListen and wait for theEchoes of angels who wont returneverything you wanteverything you needeverything inside of youThat you wish you could besay all the right thingsAt exactly the right timeBut it all means nothing to youAnd you dont know whyeBut it all means nothing to youAnd you dont know why