Thorton Rhodes
A, Bb, Eb, F, Gm
All right, this is one of my new ones. It's called "Where the Silence Starts."
Now the nights, they'll leave you still Since you crossed, that final hill
So here's to you, my brother, my guide Cheers to you, to the tears we could never
I raise a glass where the silence starts Still live loud in my heart
Bags and scrapes at front yard games You were there to shield me all the way
Through the breakups and fights and muddy shoes
You were the truth I never outgrew
So here's to you, my brother, my guide
Cheers to you, to the tears we could never hide
Raise a glass where the silence starts
You still live loud in my heart
You're the silence in my prayer
The warmth in cold September air
In the fall I hear your name
The quiet light that never alone I stand
But never far
Echoing
To my guitar
So here's to you
My brother
My guide
Cheers to you
To the tears
We could never hide
Raise a glad
Let's start
Still live loud
loud. So here's to you, my brother, my guide. Cheers to you, to the tears we could never hide.
Raise a glass to the silent stars, still live loud in my heart.