Eric Whitacre

The Text

Silence.

Words like violence
break the silence
come crashing in
into my little world.

Painful to me,
pierce right through me
can’t you understand,
oh my little girl?

All I ever wanted,
all I ever needed
is here in my arms,
words are very unnecessary,
they can only do harm.

Vows are spoken
to be broken,
feelings are intense,
words are trivial.

Pleasures remain,
so does the pain
words are meaningless,
and forgettable.

All I ever wanted,
all I ever needed
is here in my arms,
words are very unnecessary,
they can only do harm.

All I ever wanted,
all I ever needed
is here in my arms,
words are very unnecessary,
they can only do harm.

Enjoy the silence.

Martin Gore, b.1961