As we sit silent in our minds, br sit silent in our homes, br only the passing traffic tells br of a life that rushing onwards goes. br And all comes from distant silence br and into distance flows, br as we sit silent in our minds, br sit silent in our homes. br br Silently watching all this flowing br as it passes, comes and goes, br home is where the heart is br as we sit silent in our homes. br In heart is found that silence br from where life comes rushing onwards br and where it always goes.