Whispers Songtext
von Webster's Wheel

Waited
Silently till
I felt a chill

Oh your whispers
Are still words
They echo to the ends
Of this Earth

Sounding within I am truth
Be told
For another bargain
Made of gold

Oh your whispers
Are still words
They echo to the ends
Of this Earth


Only that thy angels
See more fire
Pondered gifts
May they ever burn bright

For the altar of self
Reaches far
Let unmeasured
Silence beat your heart

Oh your thoughts
Are still heard
They echo to the ends
Of this Earth

Harmony of needs
They flake every which way
Thy will obey

Oh your whispers
Are still words
They echo to the ends
Of this Earth


Oh your thoughts
Are still heard
They echo to ends
Of this Earth