I've been waiting here
at these stage wings
to gaze at those
who act like kings
and as they pause
the silence sings
though all are puppets
on fraying strings

in this play of life
I had no role
I'd loiter there
but have no goal
though to tread the boards
I'd've sold my soul
a marionette
was not my role
My strings were not
for their controll
my heart is real
as is my soul

So I waited here
the show went on
I thought the ending
now foregone
I sat in silence
sulked and stared
Not knowing that
these wings were shared
still in silence
still so scared
a quality
this stranger shared

just two halves
of a troubled mind
just what both
had hoped to find
both so fragile
-broken before
But slowly they opened
that little bit more

so much to gain
so much to learn
an adventure just starting
and now it's their turn
after waiting so long
and gazing at kings
their words now
like that silence will sing