The leaves are gone; the world’s gone to sleep br The grass is brown the earth is dark and bare br And if you look beyond that silent peak br Silence is there br br Then in the morning when the world’s young br When all the children still sigh in their sleep br Before the fog is lifted from the ground br Silence creeps br br But when the flames of fires touch your eyes br When everything you’ve loved leaves you alone br When even moons refuse to wax and wane br Silence moans br br So I will walk upon this sidewalk loud br And sing old songs that have no melody br In hopes that with this lonely clamoring br Silence leavesbr br Ben Paynterbr br