I left my house just after midnight To get a breath of cooler air I left the place in utter chaos as I was the only one there Was a relief to leave that prison who knows how long its been Thank God I don't have television to suck me in I saw a charismatic stranger Outside this noisy street cafe He greeted me with nonchalant as if there was nothing to say I took his cue and remained silent So neither of us spoke And the other people's laughter was a cloud of secret snot Loud is a turd Silence is golden, talk is cheap Loud is a turd Still waters aren't always deep In our silent understanding I knew just how to entertain But the stranger was demanding And it came out harder to maintain So I suggested my apartment For a change of scenery And we left that noisy street cafe Just the stranger and me As we strolled to complete darkness I held the stranger's hand And not a word was uttered 'cause we both did understand And the music of the city noise Accompanied the walk And the buzz of electricity was much better than small talk Loud is a turd Silence is golden, talk is cheap Loud is a turd Still waters aren't always deep So to get in my apartment I had to move some things aside Yet in the darkened corridor The atmosphere was soft and light And when I find and lit the candle There was a change of attitude And then the stranger stunned composure started striking me as rude He said "Good Lord, I am disgusted how can you live in such a mess" And from his accent I detected he was from the Middle West And then the magic had been broken It all has halted with a hiss The silent stranger story is to show how golden silence is Loud is a turd Silence is golden, talk is cheap Loud is a turd Still waters aren't always deep