A deeply emotional ballad about the struggles with hidden secrets, family dynamics, and the pain of losing a loved one. In 'Secrets in the Silence', James Morrison addresses the silent battles many face in their lives while yearning for connection and understanding. The heartfelt lyrics explore feelings of regret, love, and the complexity of a mother-son relationship amid darkness and hardship.
Verse 1:
We all have secrets, dark sides to our lives,
Buried them deep, while the world contrives.
To save a child's innocence, you carried the load,
Allowed the pain to take over your soul.
Chorus:
I can’t imagine living a life of endless suffering,
But to be a better mother than your own,
You prolonged your own recovery,
And the weight of your pain wasn’t yours alone.
Verse 2:
Suppressed it with alcohol, thought it would ease,
But you became someone else, and your truth would tease.
Long calls on the phone, thought you were just drunk,
Those nights your soul leaked out, in shadows it sunk.
Chorus:
I was naïve to hear the cry for help,
Too focused on fixing the situation,
Instead of reaching in to fix yourself,
Now I sit in silence, filled with devastation.
Bridge:
I wish I could’ve been a better son,
You raised me to be a good man, yet I’ve come undone.
Failed to take care of you when you needed me near,
And each passing day brings back whispers of fear.
Verse 3:
Regrets I try not to cherish or hold,
But I’d give a fraction of my life, to rewrite the fold.
Maybe not get upset at those late-night calls,
Take you for help; break down those long walls.
Chorus:
It kills me every day that I can no longer hear,
Your laughter, your love, the warmth, so dear.
You've shown me so much through this short life of mine,
And I hear your voice, as it still intertwines.
Outro:
So much love you had, and still understood,
Your heart walked with Jesus, life didn’t feel good.
Pride may have buried the truth, left you broken,
But I write this for you now, every word unspoken.
I love you, dear momma; forever you’ll stay,
In the heart of your son, come what may.
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We all have secrets, dark sides to our lives, but the weight to keep them hidden can take a toll,
To save a child’s innocence, you buried them deep, and allowed the pain to take over your soul, I can’t imagine living a life of endless suffering, but to be a better mother than your own, you prolonged your own recovery, and to soothe your pain you suppressed it with alcohol which didn’t really help because you became someone else and the true feelings spilled out of you. Long calls on the phone where I thought you were just drunk and rambling were actually nights when your soul started to leak out and speak to me. I was just too naive to hear the cry for help. Too focused on trying to fix the situation instead of fixing your situation. I wish I could’ve been a better son and you raised me to be a good man. But the one thing we are supposed to do when we get of age is to take care of our parents. And I failed at that. There’s so much more that I could’ve done. I try not to live with regrets cause we are human and everyone has their life to live. But I would give a fraction of my life just to do it over again. Maybe not get upset of those late night calls, maybe take you to get some help, check in with you more days and not leave long gaps of missed calls. It kills me everyday that I can no longer hear your voice, your laugh, you making fun of me in your loving way. Telling me when I’m messing up and giving me encouragement to get out my own way. So many things you’ve shown me and taught me along this short life of mine, and I hear your voice ringing in my ears at least once a day. I miss you mom. I hope that even though you were in a dark period the lord saw fit to know that your heart was always with him. No matter what the world showed you still walked with Jesus to the end. Nobody’s perfect and those that think they are above one another don’t truly understand the love of Christ. But you understood it full and well. And I teetered in faith but if God truly exists I hope you sends you this message from me. I love you momma. I’m sorry I lost the emotional side of me and didn’t give you enough compassion. I was hard on you because you taught me to be tough. Who knew you were dealing with deeper issues than just the alcohol. Going through your home was like walking through a tomb of secrets. I could see your death slowly growing. I just don’t understand why, why couldn’t you just tell me the truth and let me help you? Was pride that deep for you? Was it still just protecting your children? Because you didn’t want to show your weakness. We all fall short mom. It’s okay. It’s life. As you would say “you have to go through to get through. I just wish you could hear me. Maybe you can’t respond. Maybe I’m missing the signs of your presence or your spirit being here. But I feel so alone. I miss you everyday. I always hear people say they been visited by a lost one or they can feel their energy. I haven’t had that experience yet. I long for it. Just one more touch. One more whisper.