When I said nothing at all

And when I am gone, you'll sing my last song

and to get a glimpse of me, you'll push your way through the throng.

But your efforts won’t make any difference, they won’t matter.

Seeing me still and quiet, your strength will shatter.

But your tears and wounds won’t move me.

The things which you overlooked, you'll then see.

You'll be upset, you'll be broken.

You'll recall the words that I had spoken.

And I, as a free bird, will flaunt my power,

and will look down at you in that hour.

Silence... Deep silence... Agonizing Silence... The Silent Silence...

And as you cover my face with the white scarf,

You cry, while I shall have the last laugh!