The Rising Light

[Intro - Gentle Fingerpicked Acoustic Guitar]

Verse 1
Hello quiet, ancient friend
I have come to speak again
For a shadow softly creeping
Sowed its seed while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my mind
Left behind
A whisper in the stillness

Verse 2
Down the narrow streets of stone
Walking late and all alone
Underneath a streetlamp's pale yellow glow
I turned my collar from the night's cold snow
When my eyes were caught by a flash of neon light
Split the night
And breached the sound of stillness

Chorus / Dual Vocal Harmony
And in the rising light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
Writing songs that voices never try to sing
Echoing
Within the sound of stillness

Verse 3
"Fools," I said, "you do not know
How the quiet starts to grow
Hear my words that I might teach you
Reach my hand that I might meet you"
But my words like gentle raindrops fell away
And dissolved into
The deep and quiet places

Outro / Fading Harmonies
And the crowd bowed down and prayed
To the golden light they made
And the neon sign burned bright with its reply
As the midnight train went rolling softly by
And it whispered from the station to the wall
Over all
Lost inside the stillness