Child of Noise

Shiny cars fill the streets of Constant Sound with horns
A noise that reaches far and wide
I have lived here since the day I was born
A child of noise, with no silent pride

I know each family by their first names
Better yet by the sound
Their shiny cars make in this game
We play here in our town

Each morning when the sun comes up
The first thing you will hear
Before your milk greets your little cup
Are horns laughing in your ears

Our morning paper lands on my front porch
With a resounding thud
Followed by a beeping horn of course
From underneath a shiny hood

Whenever I turn on my favorite radio
To hear the latest news
The traffic rolling down our streets
Sounds out a message too

If I should ever wake one day to find
Silence here in my town
I would have to think no clocks were set
And everyone was sleeping sound

I would call them one by one
Wake them all from their peaceful sleep
Because here in Constant Sound
There would be no sun
If only silence, we did keep