Softly lick your lips,
And blow away every word unspoken;
Every secret hidden in the depths;
And every story you left untold,
Let it travel in the breeze,
Making its peace with the world.
There's nothing wrong tonight,
And there's no one left to judge.
Nothing but the trees, the misty fog,
And the howling wind.
Listen to it howl for you,
Accepting every secret,
Breaking the rules of broken telephone.
Eliminating every boundary, soaring weightlessly.
There is nothing else,
Just you,
at peace with the universe.