I Kept Silent - Walkers Lyrics
He woke up into a world that was not the same as when he leftHe woke up to the walking, the walking deadWhen will he findA little peace of mind,Collect his thoughtsAnd show His light to the world?All the knowledge he holds'Til then he tells himself,"This is not my home!"How many times does he have to break to get answers?He's got all the right questionsBut with no direction, he's in all but closureLiving life in a world devoid of composureAll of the simple things in life get taken awayWhere does he turn to nowWhen every aspect of consciousness has faded away?Is there no one?His reality has broken awayIs there no one?A withered body, mind, but a hopeful soulTossing and turningYet he finds no peaceAll they do is kill kill kill!And all he can do is run from hell!He strives to find hope not from this worldNo more waiting around for his callAnd he'll bite the bulletHe cries aloud "I know this place like my own,But this is not my home.This is not my Home!"
