Not even a bird, all things out of sight
All is so quiet, just the hint of a breeze
Just then a rustle, as the wind stirs the trees.
You cant see a star for the clouds overhead
Nor can see a soul, for theyre all in bed
Not even a raindrop, stirs the quiet of the night
Even birds are a sleeping, else theyd be in flight.
Time passes in silence, clouds drift idly by
Its like time has stood still, een the moon in the sky
Not even a train nor a car can be heard
Things pass by in silence, like the glide of a bird.
The silence is deafening, when all is so still
But the owl is just gliding, coming in for the kill
The field mouse does, finally give out a squeal
The silence is broken, now that was for real.