SILENT AS GOLD
Maria MODIANO, Peter VON POEHL
The blue hour whispers
What we won't say
Our steps won't get lost
In the city
We hid among the raindrops
Both thinking a bit too loud
Of the Outland Road
I guess fate was just winking
The hopscotch on the sidewalk
Had no sky
We picked the same card that day
Diamonds alright
Funny life should show up
In a greek restaurant
The winter gives
I guess fate was just winking
But a story needs to be told and I prefer life
Silent as gold
But story must be told
