Silence ain’t golden

Silence ain’t golden, it’s just rusted steel

Not worth a dime, especially when all you feel

Is cold lonely heartaches, another part of you breaks

Doing the right thing it seems was the first of yourmistakes

Hanging tight and being patient, one I can’t comprehend

Sit still and be quiet, no matter no one hears you screamingat the end

You and your thoughts sit alone, staring at that goddamnedtelephone

Be a good dog, go shit in the yard and maybe I’ll throw youa bone

Silence ain’t golden, in fact it has no color at all

Like a tree in the woods, you never even hear it fall

Unless it’s coming down on top of you, isn’t that just richyou clown

Lying underneath the branches, you can’t tell up from down

Silence ain’t golden, when it sucks you in like a vacuumcleaner

What a horrible end could you even imagine anything meaner

Tim Windisch

09 29 2025