You whispered something,  but I needed you to shout, now it all hangs by a thread, and the thread that hangs there is, doubt 

These swirling thoughts stay there, caught up in my mind, no-one will ever know them, and I can't bring myself to speak the words, I cannot find

The essence of these swirling indecision, are neither strong or weak, I've turned the volume of this music low now, and the sound of silence is, oh so sweet 

Hush the mind , time to let it go.