Warden

You can't break glass with silence, trust me, I've tried

And you can't put out fires with tear drops

You can only gather them in vials

For when they should stop

You can fling them open again

When you've run dry

Automated eyes

Automated life

What am I to do with these faint images

They are bleaker every second

What did you leave them for

Maybe you believed they were dead

I could keep an eye on them

but they are only dying slowly

You didn't make me a gravedigger,

You made me a reluctant warden

And I'll never be awarded

You can't chase shadows in the night, trust me, I've tried

And you can't drown sorrow on desert plains

You can only carry it inside

Carry the pain

You can release it again

When it can fly

Automated wings

The conditions you left me with are unfair and desperate

You never spared a thought for what would come

Once you had secured your own escape

You weren't even brave enough to face me

You didn't have what it would take to stay

Forgive me if I won't guard your institution

Your well preserved memories

I scattered my copies

Left it to them to survive

You stopped yours in flight

Then imprisoned them

And turned your back on them in denial

I can't bear to be your warden

I can't bear to see the memories die

You weren't the only one who created them

The other creator's hand was mine

I'll spread them with the others in the memorial grove

Spread them with the others across the sea

They were meant to fly over it, one day, with me

But they never got to see the day

So I'll set them in flight before they die

Maybe that can keep damnation at bay

You can't break glass with silence, trust me, I've tried

And silence is all that is left after us, after we died

Maybe it was for the better, after all,

no more glass will break

And there'll be no more lies