Tears Make No Sound

In this small darkened room All alone, except a memory found I hear the night cries for daybreak But the tears make no sound. Dreams melt by flickering candlelight This night, an ending song uncrowned It cries deep below the surface But the tears make no sound Morning comes before it's over The reminiscing song, a muted buzz all around The cries are inside the minds of many But their tears make no sound I pray for tears that sound like the rainfall I pray to hear its songs inside my head forlorn So dream away the night, but waken carefully Mourning always comes before the dawn