When the Old Men Went Crazy

Verse 1

When the old men went crazy, the morning light turned strange,

It slipped in through the windows like a ghost that knew our names.

They walked out to the shoreline with their hands held to the sky,

And the town stood in the doorways asking why, asking why.

Verse 2

They touched the sides of buildings like they felt a heartbeat there,

They whispered to the cedars as if someone answered prayer.

They laughed at all the wrong things, they cried at all the right,

And the world felt like it shifted in that sideways, holy light.

Chorus

And the sea said, “Let it go now.”

And the land said, “Lay it down.”

And the goddess of the Unspoken

Rose up from the buried ground.

They were never lost or broken,

They were never mad or wild,

They were only coming home again

To the truth they’d been denied.

Verse 3

They gathered on the pier where all the quiet stories live,

And they opened up their ribcages with nothing left to give.

They spoke the grief of fathers and the fear of younger days,

And the wind carried their voices like a hymn the world obeys.

Verse 4

The younger men stood watching with their hands shoved in their coats,

Pretending they were only there to breathe the evening’s notes.

But something in them softened like a lock undone by rain,

And they felt the weight they carried start to loosen from its chain.

Chorus

And the sea said, “Let it go now.”

And the land said, “Lay it down.”

And the goddess of the Unspoken

Rose up from the buried ground.

They were never lost or broken,

They were never mad or wild,

They were only coming home again

To the truth they’d been denied.

Bridge

Oh the night was red with moonlight,

Oh the earth was trembling low,

Oh the men were finally speaking

All the things they’d learned to stow.

And the goddess stood beside them

With her silence turned to flame,

Saying, “Every wound you swallowed

Has a right to speak its name.”

Verse 5

When the dawn returned in silver, they were lighter than before,

Like the tide had washed their shadows back across the ancient shore.

And the town began to open in the quiet of their wake,

Learning how to tell the truth without the fear of what might break.

Final Chorus

And the sea said, “Let it go now.”

And the land said, “Lay it down.”

And the goddess of the Unspoken

Blessed the men who stood their ground.

They were never lost or broken,

They were never mad or wild,

They were only coming home again

To the heart they’d been denied.

Outro

When the old men went crazy, they were finally set free,

And the world found its reflection in the truth they let us see.

Every silence cracked wide open, every hidden sorrow stirred,

And the town began its healing with the old men’s trembling word.