It`s quite quiet here
Deep whispers of yours are gone
They all can hear the music
But only me, hear the rhythm
It`d be quite empty
For the naked eyes
Searching the vivid scenery
But only me, see the monochrome you
It`s not a credo
To hear or see
The invincible cry for
Filling the recliners
The right shape missing
Is a heart…..
