Silence ain’t golden
Silence ain’t golden, it’s just rusted steel
Not worth a dime, especially when all you feel
Is cold lonely heartaches, another part of you breaks
Doing the right thing it seems was the first of yourmistakes
Hanging tight and being patient, one I can’t comprehend
Sit still and be quiet, no matter no one hears you screamingat the end
You and your thoughts sit alone, staring at that goddamnedtelephone
Be a good dog, go shit in the yard and maybe I’ll throw youa bone
Silence ain’t golden, in fact it has no color at all
Like a tree in the woods, you never even hear it fall
Unless it’s coming down on top of you, isn’t that just richyou clown
Lying underneath the branches, you can’t tell up from down
Silence ain’t golden, when it sucks you in like a vacuumcleaner
What a horrible end could you even imagine anything meaner
Tim Windisch
09 29 2025
