Silent Suicide - Alistair Griffin

It’s closing time,

I stumble home I try to find my light.

The empty pictures of the football wifes,

who sleep alone tonight.

I think about,

jumping in or maybe jumping out.

I walk on water 'till my luck runs out,

I try to shout but no words come out.

I close my eyes, I feel the rush,

I touch the hands that pick me up.

In all my life I never found,

a reason I could be alive,

the meaning lost so many times.

This was my silent suicide.

Well life goes on,

and I can see the ground we’re standing on.

Sometimes I wonder, did I wait too long?

To feel the breath of your final song,

You said hold on!

I close my eyes, I feel the rush,

I touch the hands that pick me up.

In all my life I never found,

a reason I could be alive,

the meaning lost so many times.

This was my silent suicide.

I lost my faith and needed proof.

I see a door I walk straight through,

to find myself alone with you.

And if I live to see the day,

or hear the silence blown away.

Forgive my silent suicide.

I close my eyes, I feel the rush,

I touch the hands that pick me up.

In all my life I never found,

a reason I could be alive,

the meaning lost so many times.

Forgive my silent suicide.

I close my eyes, I feel the rush,

I touch the hands that pick me up.

In all my life I never found,

a reason I could be alive,

the meaning lost so many times.

This was my silent suicide.

In all my life I never found.

This was my silent suicide.

Forgive my silent suicide.