We fill the hours with a thousand empty sounds To hide the truth that waits beneath the noisy grounds The fear of stillness, the panic of the void Every second wasted, every moment unalloyed I crave the space where nothing needs to be defined.

I found a quiet corner in the busy afternoon A sudden, unexpected, necessary moon Where the volume dropped to zero, and the chaos paused And I could hear the meaning, without the heavy cause The truth arrived not screaming, but completely calm.

They say that silence is a weapon or a fault But it's the only place where every single answer's caught The great design is loudest when the world shuts down.

This is the Five Minute Silence I receive The only currency I truly still believe A chance to stop the clock and see the core The quiet wisdom I was searching for The great truth arriving in the simplest way.

The world will crash back in, with demands and speed But I will keep this moment, this solitary seed Of knowing who I am, and what I'm here to find Leaving all the frantic, searching world behind. I found the infinite in just a few short ticks.

This is the Five Minute Silence I receive The only currency I truly still believe A chance to stop the clock and see the core The quiet wisdom I was searching for.