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