I am
The Listener
The one
They always come to
Breathing in circles
A dizzying dance of
Meloncholy song
I take in every beat
Each note plucking
Heartstrings
I listen - I absorb
It repeats
But when does The Listener
Get to sing?
Those songs - they never end
There isn't any room
For new melodies
For, it is The Listener - who allows
This space
For notes to flutter along freely
So,
When the air becomes thick
With minor chords
And the space is forever gone
Just remember
You never got to
Hear
The Listeners Song.
Jan 20, 2024
Jan 20, 2024 at 12:40 PM UTC
I am
The Listener
The one
They always come to
Breathing in circles
A dizzying dance of
Meloncholy song
I take in every beat
Each note plucking
Heartstrings
I listen - I absorb
It repeats
But when does The Listener
Get to sing?
Those songs - they never end
There isn't any room
For new melodies
For, it is The Listener - who allows
This space
For notes to flutter along freely
So,
When the air becomes thick
With minor chords
And the space is forever gone
Just remember
You never got to
Hear
The Listeners Song.
