The World tiptoes by Leaving screaming and shouting behind Songs being sung, screamed from the sky A beat silent but not unheard The sound of crying Or is it laughter Babies crying Old men dying And a whole lot in-between Dogs are howling Cats are screeching Butterflies flying Ants walking And the wind rustling the trees Tears growing sunflowers Ocean’s roaring Sea’s simmering Children Learning Adults Forgetting Silence a price Deafness a curse In a world of noise The screaming never stops But it would hurt to be silent As the world tiptoes by Does it look back Or continue with it’s silent beat
It's the most surreal feeling Walking down a street that Should be full of noise and traffic, But for some reason, it's not. A sad ukulele strumming away in your ears, The sounds of the wind, The birds, The trees, All accompanied by the empty streets, And the grey clouds moving slowly overhead.
Sometimes I wish there was a volume **** for my mind, Because some nights it's on full blast and I get overwhelmed, Its nights like these when it's 2 a.m and the noise is deafening, Its nights like these when I can't fall asleep because my thoughts are set on a loop,
But sometimes, when I'm with you, it turns off, You touch me and all of the noise is absorbed by your fingertips, Your arms create a soundproof wall surrounding my mind, Its nights like these that you trace your lips across my skin and whisper "I love you", Its nights like these that I forget all of the pain, And for a moment, For a night, Everything is quiet.
If the grass could talk it'd probably ask me to get off of it and if the trees could talk they'd probably cry for their brothers and sisters chopped down and if the dirt could talk it'd probably ask for a light, it's dark underneath us if the sky could talk it'd probably lose its voice anyways from cussing out the truck drivers and factory workers if the buildings could talk I wonder if they'd get along if my walls could talk it probably wouldn't change anything and if I could talk I'd probably have something to say to you. What an incredible power to be able to **** the sound out of everything around you and turn it into noise.