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The Vocabulary of Madness

by Silence

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Whether you hold or face the gun Clench your fists or choose to run Overcome or come undone Prize or price — Your time has come Can you stop the moment from dropping by? Over in a heartbeat, the twinkling of an eye It lingers on for the rest of your life Whether you're blunt or choose to imply (Your time has come) Whether you admit or deny (Your time has come) Whether you accept or defy (Your time has come) Whether you live or die
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Baby, is it really worth it? Nothing's perfect Least of all ideals Freedom holds an irresistible appeal But it's the funniest thing — The more bonds we break, the more confined we feel Baby, our hearts are jailers They love to play rough but oddly enough — The tighter the bonds, the less we hunger to be free It is only those who love their shackles that escape from slavery The tighter the bonds, the less we hunger to be free It is quite a shame, the way you're willing to dismiss a fine slavery
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Fears 04:11
Some are loud, uncouth They specialise in cheap scares Others are discreet, shrewd and silver-tongued They bring you down with care These strange birds love two words: ‘What if…’ We spend our lives trying to escape their hold but intrepidity is rather shy and fears are rather bold Some are all too familiar Paranoid fools with a mean streak Others are a thrill An uncertainty whose company we seek They lean in, eyes gleaming ‘What if…’ We spend our lives trying to escape their hold Trying to outsmart a simple thought Fears are rather bold When they’re right — we clash When they're wrong — we’re happy to fold Most of them are cheap and therefore easily sold Some are all too familiar Some are all too familiar We spend our lives Trying to escape a simple thought
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Dead Man 03:53
Behold the dead man, the present absentee whose only passion is apathy He’s too softhearted to afford a soul There’s nothing quite as reckless, quite as frightening as a heart behind the controls He has locked the door and thrown away the key He’s hoping prison will set him free He’s too softhearted… The trick, it seems, is to believe it’s all for the best; to enjoy every depression as if it were the last But, alas He’s too softhearted to afford a soul There’s nothing quite as ruthless quite as frightening as a heart taking hold
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Kisik 03:08
Razširjenih nosnic in lačnega srca Iščemo kisik v tujih ustnicah Vse za vdih Za en sam vdih En vdih kisika Za nami plaz besed, simfonij in slik Učimo se s prsti ujeti kisik Vse za vdih Za en sam vdih čistega kisika Razširjenih nosnic in lačnega srca Iščemo kisik v tujih ustnicah Od težnosti do sanj, od kisika do boga Najtežje prenašamo odsotnost nevidnega Vse za vdih Za en sam vdih Za en šus kisika
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Let me be Love An intrusive guest A welcome disease The sweetest fever that brings you to your knees Let me be Love Overwhelming Blind and unjust A deceiver The only one you trust The only one you trust A blinding light An addiction A ball and chain Sugar-coated pain Let me be Love Sharp as a knife An antidote to life Let me be Love Unexpected Fortune's debris A stray bullet bound to set you free Let me be Love Overwhelming Blind and unjust A deceiver The only one you trust The only one you trust
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Vihar, vihar 03:34
Vihar, vihar mi gre čez pot In v plašč se moj upira, Zlomiti hoče moj upor, Ne upor, božjast nemira Kadar razpne popotni plašč, Kot ptič, rojén v svobodo, Se zdim in s silo dvojnih kril Borim se s to usodo Tako grem jaz, tako gre vsak, Kdor čuti cilj v daljavi: če usoda ustavi mu korak, On se ji zoperstavi
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To avoid judging amiss we’ve learned to close our eyes before we kiss We enter the dark looking for proof Armed with a blindfold, we hunt for the truth We kiss to unlearn what we’ve been taught We kiss to recall what we forgot We kiss to escape tales of sin, the politics of skin It is because we distinguish colours that we see the world in black and white It’s a form of blindness, a trick of the light We must close our eyes to improve our sight And kiss to unlearn what we’ve been taught Kiss to recall what we forgot Kiss to escape tales of sin, the politics of skin It’s hard to dismiss the science of a kiss It’s a form of blindness, trusting your eyes It is not the apparent that takes us by surprise
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Heart Street 03:33
The heart resides in a quiet neighbourhood steeped in evening mood In a town renowned for its slow, silent pace A simpler place Where there is music in small kindnesses Sweet music in shared silences Subtle poetry in the day-to-day Where the familiar takes your breath away The heart resides in tacit, wordless rhymes It lives between the lines In a town renowned for its unhurried pace A simpler place

about

The Vocabulary of Madness, Silence’s first studio album in ten years, is an unforeseen album for unforeseen times. It is the first comprehensive guide to a universal, increasingly popular language. Madness is a language we all speak fluently — especially when we have no intention of doing so.

The Vocabulary of Madness is therapy for those afflicted by so-called normality, by the ever-diminishing returns of business as usual. It is a committed — excuse the pun — attempt to turn psychoanalysis into a music genre.

An album for the Jung at heart.

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released November 4, 2022

Written, performed, and produced by Silence
The lyrics of 'Vihar, vihar' written by Srečko Kosovel
Co-produced, mixed, and mastered by Gregor Zemljič
Co-co-produced by COVID-19
Released by the Pekinpah Association

The album contains graphic cynicism that may be disturbing for some listeners

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