2003-02-13 - 12:14 p.m.
The Sound of Tears
Sunset upon our distant words
spoken for no one
All you need from me
are my eyes
to accept beauty Yet
I still care
when you call
Run to the sound of tears
so to catch their fall
And I break myself
'neath it all
flinging the sum of fears
up against the Walls stand tall for no known reason
collecting my breath
All I need from you
are your ears
Yet they turn away Do
you still care
if I call?
Run from the sound of tears
should they start to fall
As you stand upon
those who crawl
crumbling the sum of fears
underneath your wall Do
we still care
much at all?
Deaf to the sound of tears,
do they even fall?
As divided wholes now maul
repect, the sum of fears,
and the silent wall
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