Hush; hushed silence is simple science but
There's enough of quiet when life is
Doing as it pleases.

Din; loud noises of amalgamated voices that
Crescendo in unison, boisterous,
Ignoring all reason.

What no one hears over the clinking bottles of beer
What the people fear of letting too close, too near is
The sober, sad one's angry tears.

They know they're different, tears clouding their vision
They've made a decision to stand in the busy road, collision
And no one heard so no one listens.

What no one knows as the music rose is
That in the corner alone one wants to go home and
No one noticed as they roamed

They trudged up the stairs and no one cared even
When a shot dared ring loud enough to scare so
The body laid there for another eight years.

I hope you listen to the silence
I hope you see behind the smile
I hope you understand.

I hope you'll search to see what's behind the gaiety
I hope you'll push behind walls built strong with time
I hope, when they're wishing, I hope you'll listen.