Chris Cornell

There the soldiers, in the sunlight
Kill the center of a man in endless suicide
By the night light, in foreing sky
Is a holstered, bridled child spinning 'round the flame?
Each is loved now or remembered
By the mask they wore years before the future
And the horse falls in the smoke filled riot
The center of a child grows in new disguise
Where are the songs from the sane minds?
And where are words from the sound mouths?
I can't understand how they silence the voices
It's a new day, in the old life
He looks healthy with a tan on the white sheath
Across the table, where the blood dries
Where infinity will greet these earthly confines
Where are the songs from the sane minds?
And where are words from the sound mouths?
I can't understand how they silence the voices
That say no
That say no
It's a new day, in the old life
In the silence of the absence
Where are the songs from the same minds?
And where are words from the sound mouths?
I can't understand how they silence the voices
That say no
I can't understand how they silence the voices