Misery has become a music Silence has a professional tone Misery has become a music Yes I could play along But it's a wordless song It's woeful giant's sluggish walk A hidden virtue In a discontinuous talk It's the end of the world A glimpse of a light Shows a few wounds I had In defeated fight Orphan spirits And a love child's part A wish of something good to come In a little boy's eyes A sudden smile Of a random stranger Misery has become a music Silence has a professional tone Misery has become a music Yes I could play along Sigh is a silent note Yes I could play along But I have hands of stone A croon is a clear note Yes I could sing along But it's a wordless song It's woeful giant's sluggish walk A hidden virtue In a discontinuous talk It's the end of the world A glimpse of a light It's carved in mind When something is said nice Said nice Sigh is a silent note Yes I could play along But I have hands of stone A croon is a clear note Yes I could sing along But it's a wordless song A croon is a clear note Yes I could sing along But it's a wordless song Wordless song