Our Silent Ballroom Band
It started as a feeling
That grew in darkness
It started as a seed
Now it feels up my soul room
It started as a breeze
A caress in the night
It grew into a storm
That just blew through my mind now
The words are quiet
Like the murmur of a rock
Like the breeze that just passed
Through my dark night
The notes are silent
Like a summer drizzle
As they pour down my face to dance
In the misty summer grass
It's like a dazzling dance of my life
We're sitting on the cutting edge
And we're watching
The winter turn to spring
We're sailing on the sea
And we're reaching the place where
All the waves were born
We face the open sky
And we're watching
The ripples of a sound
It belongs to our silent songs
We caught a bright reflection
We change our main direction
As we moves softly through the rooms
Of years of hidden visions
Inside our sleeping missions
Round in circles in our frame
Our disconnected compass
Still wandering round the rebus
Last in a puzzlement of gloom
We enter a silent ballroom hall
Where the silence waltzes silhouettes
They are painting all the silent dancers
We play with our silent Ballroom Band
All our unknown newborn favourite songs
Combinations we have just discovered
Painting the stairways, give life to the walls
They open the closed doors, release all the floors
Over the fields soaring under the sun
And over a forest of gold on the run
They break through the clouds
And they reach for the stars
Our songs fill the air with a perception of notes
Giving birth to our own silent band
Silent ballroom band
We enter a silent ballroom hall
Silent ballroom band
We play with our Silent ballroom band
Silent ballroom band
The words are quiet
Like the murmur of a rock
Like the breeze that just passed
Through my dark night
The notes are silent
Like a summer drizzle
As they pour down my face to dance
In the misty summer grass
It's like a dazzling dance of my life
We're sitting on a floating stage
And we're watching
Our sonic universe
We're touring with our band
And we're reaching the place where
All our songs were born
We face the silent air
And we're watching
The ripples of our sound
They belong to our silent songs
We play with our silent ballroom Band
All our unknown newborn favourite songs
Combinations we have just discovered
Painting the stairways, give life to the walls
They open the closed doors, release all the floors
Over the fields, soaring under the sun
And over a forest of gold on the run
They break through the clouds
And they reach for the stars
Our songs fill the air with a perception of notes
Giving birth to our own silent band
It started as a breeze
A caress in the night
It grew into a storm
That just blew through my mind now
Now
Now
Now
