He is a child who covers his eyes with peep-hole hands and thinks himself unseen; he talks softly when the multitude shouts out loud, and hums sweet tunes to block the trembling arpeggios and clashing riffs of humanity in discord. He is overwhelmed by the silence of life's unspoken words. He is a listener who also has something to say. He sees into the hearts of men. Will you let him speak?
Speak if you will, Shy, of what lies within the hearts of men - unspoken thoughts and peep-hole tremblings - the whole of life’s silent and unseen somethings. Softly now; block out the discordant shouts of the clashing multitude. Close your sweet eyes and listen to those tuneful arpeggios and undercover riffs. Talk to me. Can you hear the sweet sound of humanity humming out loud?
‘My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world. - Dejan Stojanovic