I’d like the silence to be louder
But I can still hear everything else.
I’d like to hear the wind blowin through some dandelions.
Maybe some butterflies in the distance sittin on some flowers
To hear a bird gently land on that picket fence
To listen to the rose petals blow in the soft wind
I wanna hear the camp fire crackle and grow
Listen to all the quiet things we miss out on
No one wants to hear the day to day.
Everyone wants to hear the peace.