Silence ©1994 Richard March There’s a silence on the bus... A silence on the train... In the supermarket... In the check-out lane There’s a silence at the bank... and in the waiting room Someone break the silence... Lift the cloudy gloom Did the city get your tongue Are you ‘fraid and on the run From yourself and from your shadow. From the closets from your past Is the day you’re walking through, a storm you hope will pass Your tired eyes are screaming I would tell you if you asked Thank God for little children Who in places such as these... Aren’t afraid to laugh and giggle Introduce themselves with ease How much friendlier a city, when we climb upon a bus... There is laughter and discussion, there is talk and there is us There’s a silence on the street and on the underground In the elevator, no one speaks a sound Do you think you might be judged Will you be mis-understood There’s a secret in the silence, and a secret’s never good Thank God for screaming babies Who in places such as these Have no shame to keep them fearful Have no ego that concedes How much friendlier a city, when we climb upon a bus... There is laughter and discussion There is talk and there is us There’s a silence that settles on me, when I am weary of what is to be. Only way to release from the snare... Break the silence and show... You care Some say silence is better than lies, Silence is surely the loudest of cries Best be silent when lending an ear ‘Cause the voice of the Spirit is quiet like wind To hear it you must find the silence within Thank God for all you people Who in places such as these Hold your hand out to be helpful Give yourself to those in need How much friendlier a city... When we climb upon a bus... There is laughter and discussion... There is Love... There is us.