To be the eyes and the ears

this is your servant
calling from silence
silence talking to silence
i've seen you in the wide open spaces
i have seen you in the smallest chaos of daily routine
always outside the mirror
always waiting outside

another
big
come
down

i have a message
i'm still here
i know there is no mission
but to start again
to be the eyes and the ears
i'm still there
i keep the connection

another
big
come
down

your servant
your day - never forgotten
the end of all faith
the closing of the highways
the sinking of the night
and we'll step outside
yelling stop stop
and the river will go on

another
big
come down

and i wont wait longer
and i desire the end
my idea of freedom
my favorite friend
this is your servant
still keeping watch
darkness reaching out to darkness
extending a familiar hand
i send the message
i shout
i stumble
i fake
and i fall down