Echoes of Silence
2024, June, 23 Øyvind Nyborg

Echoes of Silence

I’ve just finished a song called "Echoes of Silence." It's a reflective piece that I just made for my self...


Echoes of Silence
– By Øyvind Nyborg

In a room full of shadows, I stand alone,
With the whispers of memories, I'm cold to the bone.
Every echo of laughter now feels like a ghost,
In this house of reflections, I miss you the most.

The walls are closing in, and the silence is loud,
I'm searching for a way out, but I'm lost in the crowd.
Your voice is a haunting, a melody I crave,
In the still of the night, it's your name that I save.

Lonely, oh so lonely, in this maze of my mind,
I'm reaching out for something, but there's nothing to find.
Lonely, just so lonely, with your shadow by my side,
In the echoes of silence, there's nowhere to hide.

The city lights are fading, the streets are all bare,
In the midst of the chaos, I'm gasping for air.
Every step feels heavier, with the weight of the past,
In this world of illusions, how long can I last?

The stars have all fallen, the night is so cold,
I'm drowning in the darkness, a story untold.
Your touch is a memory, a ghost on my skin,
In the quiet of dawn, I wish you'd walk in.

Lonely, oh so lonely, in this maze of my mind,
I'm reaching out for something, but there's nothing to find.
Lonely, just so lonely, with your shadow by my side,
In the echoes of silence, there's nowhere to hide.

Every heartbeat's a reminder of the days we left behind,
Every moment's a reminder of the love I cannot find.
I'm lost in the echoes, in the silence of the night,
I'm searching for your presence in the absence of light.

Lonely, oh so lonely, in this maze of my mind,
I'm reaching out for something, but there's nothing to find.
Lonely, just so lonely, with your shadow by my side,
In the echoes of silence, there's nowhere to hide.

In the echoes of silence, there's nowhere to hide,
I'm lost in the darkness, with your memory as my guide.

 

Øyvind Nyborg

Øyvind Nyborg

I am not a blogger! I just put my thoughts into writing some times...
It's like capturing snippets of life at various stages, offering me a window into my own evolution.

Øyvind Nyborg