[Intro - Spoken]

When great souls die
The air around us becomes
Light, rare, sterile
We breathe, briefly, our eyes, briefly
See with a hurtful clarity
Our memory, suddenly sharpened
Examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid
Promised walks never taken

Quiet, so quiet
Quiet, so quiet

When great tress fall
Rocks on distant hills shudder
Lions hunker down in tall grasses
And even elephants lumber after safety

When great tress fall in forests
Small things recoil into silence
Their senses eroded beyond fear
Senses eroded beyond fear
Senses eroded beyond fear
(Cause) God is so quiet
Quiet, quiet, quiet, so quiet
...
When great souls die
The air around us becomes
Light, rare, sterile
We breathe, briefly, our eyes, briefly
See with a hurtful clarity
Our memory, suddenly sharpened
Examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid
Promised walks never taken