Silence ain't golden

Silence ain’t goldenSilence ain’t golden, it’s just rusted steelNot worth a dime, especially when all you feelIs cold lonely heartaches, another part of you breaksDoing the right thing it seems was the first of yourmistakesHanging tight and being patient, one I can’t comprehendSit still and be quiet, no matter no one hears you screamingat the endYou and your thoughts sit alone, staring at that goddamnedtelephoneBe a good dog, go shit in the yard and maybe I’ll throw youa boneSilence ain’t golden, in fact it has no color at allLike a tree in the woods, you never even hear it fallUnless it’s coming down on top of you, isn’t that just richyou clownLying underneath the branches, you can’t tell up from downSilence ain’t golden, when it sucks you in like a vacuumcleanerWhat a horrible end could you even imagine anything meanerTim Windisch09 29 2025