Precious broken stillness in the silence of your dreams
Shadowed smile, remembered laughter, words don't say what they mean
Lost and longed for wholeness, love is never what it seems
In the precious broken stillness in the silence of your dreams

Fragments of a letter, held close against my heart
Ripped into tiny pieces, the words are torn apart
How can I speak my feelings? How can I ever start?
I hold tight to these fragments of a letter to my heart

My soul is crushed and broken, my dreams are torn to shreds
My mind alone is screaming, held prisoner in my head
My mouth cannot say the words that so need to be said
My soul is crushed and broken, and the ruined dreams have fled

Memories held precious, inside a broken box
My fingers tremble as I close the lid and turn the lock
I hear the patient ticking of the aged and ageless clock
My feelings have been locked away, inside a broken box

Come the day my feelings mend, my heart is healed and whole
Then I will remember the memories I hold
Open up the broken box, release my shattered soul
If ever I can do this, if ever I am whole

Precious broken stillness, my perception of a dream
Translucent shadows of a time when words said what they mean
Memories of wholeness, when love was clear and clean
Held close in the silence and the stillness of my dream.