written on your face down in your mind
subtle traces of harrowing times
your voice a dagger your eyes a flame
in your arms I was comforted when you whispered my name
in the name of silence in the name of romance
in the name of questioning and living for chance
your empty hand reaches your prisoner flies free
the open road teaches no certainty
when I looked into your eyes felt the feel of your skin
the sound of your voice your scream in the wind
saw the time on your face and I was tasting once more
the sweet aftertaste your hand upon the door
now that your leaving your finally believing in you
now that your through waiting feel the prison walls fading around you
in the name of silence in the name of romance
in the name of questioning and living for chance
your voice a dagger your eyes a flame
in your arms I was comforted when you cried out my name
when I looked into your eyes felt the feel of your skin
the sound of your voice your scream in the wind
saw the time on your face and I was tasting once more
the sweet aftertaste your hand upon the door
written by Mark Vickness and David Worm
David Worm - vocals
Mark Vickness - 12 string guitar, bass
Chad Clouse - violin
Ty Burhoe - tabla
M.B. Gordy III - percussion
