Anton Young
Am, B, D, E, Em, G
In the silence, whisper and defeat Navigating echoes I refuse to retrieve
Down the path that's traveled under stormy skies I learned to listen to the truth beyond the lies
In the silence, whispering defeat, navigating echoes, I refuse to retreat.
Down the pathless travel, under stormy skies, I learn to listen to the truth behind the lies.
And there, in the choir, I made my stand
In the choir, down in my hand, I found my voice, making my choice
I stopped feeding the night, and I welcomed the day
Letting go of the gold
As I found my way
As I walked away
And the power came back
And my silence remained
As their voices were singing
Turn in my back, let them fade
Found with the shadows, feelings fade
In the light, firm and free
Darkness fades, let myself be
Turnin' my back, I let them fade
Strengthen shadows, my feelings stray
In the light, firm and free
Darkness fades and my self fade